Wednesday, City Streets, Night

The walk back home was the most fulfilling moment Michael could have felt. As he walked the sounds of the typical cheering party-goers blew more air into his head, making the man feel like they were cheering for him despite him knowing otherwise. It didn't help to pretend that they were happy for him.

But of course that was all going to change once he came home, and that fact reared its pink-hooded head and dug its fangs into him with noxious laughter and audible moans.

Wednesday, Bedroom, Night

Staring at his door was more daunting than he thought as he could already hear shrieks of pleasure sinking through the walls. He knew what could be happening in there, and the amount that he hoped for it to not be true roused itself in the form of his hand gripping his doorknob.

"God damnit Kyu…" He mumbled as he steeled himself. Inhaling, he pulled his door open and the moans that shot out were even louder than previous. Michael had never moved as fast as he did in that instance. He barely had the time to pull off his shoes before making a rush to his bedroom.

His bedroom was a mess for lack of a better word; papers were scattered across the floor as a reminder to Michael of Kyu's presence in his home. Everywhere he looked he saw drawing after drawing and laying on his bed was the love-fairy herself, mindlessly turning pages of one of the many sketchbooks that she had found. She wasn't perusing in silence however; being the creature of lust that she was, what other noise would she be playing other than two people going at it.

Michael spared no time as he hurriedly moved into his room and snatched the remote off of his bed and hit the mute button, effectively removing the background noise that kept the fairy occupied.

"What the hell, Kyu..?!" He growled, glaring at the fairy as she looked up from the drawings towards Michael.

"Yo..!" She waved a hand before floating up and sitting down, shutting his sketchbook and sliding it to the side. "How'd it go? I wanna hear good things!" It was like she wasn't just blasting porn on the possibly highest setting; almost oblivious to Michael's angered visage.

"...What?" She asked.

"Don't act like you were just blasting porn in my bedroom..!" Michael pointed his remote towards the still active TV with his remote as if it were a ruler.

"I concentrate more when I'm listening to something I like; isn't that what artists do?" Kyu asked, making Michael sigh as he turned down the volume of the TV through its muted speakers.

"Couldn't you have at least listened to something like music? The last thing I'd want is for my neighbors to think that I'm some sick freak who blasts porn." He explained, placing the remote on his work desk.

Kyu shrugged at his explanation, seeing no problem with watching such adult-rated content. "Too late for that, bro. As soon as you left that tv was on, and the volume was high." Michael groaned, shaking his head.

Despite seeing how annoyed her client was, the love-fairy still wanted to hear all the juicy details of the date; where'd he take her, what'd they do, what did they do and so on. And Michael wanted to tell her the results of the date anyway, so all in all things turned up for the man as he explained how the date went, along with some inclusions of the various flirts that Aiko had introduced to the man. After all the explaining he did, Michael was met with some claps from Kyu.

"Wow dude, flirting like that with a woman like her is really gonna get you into her pants for sure the next time you two go out!" Kyu knew that Michael had a tendency to flirt since he had been doing exactly that with almost every girl that he had met so far, so Aiko was actually a good choice for him.

"You really think that I'll be able to get her into bed after the next time we go out?" Michael could understand how she thought that since he explained how he and Aiko shared rather spicey flirts near the beginning of their date.

"I'm telling you dude, if you just do what you did the first time, except act on some of it, then you'll definitely get with her." Kyu was confident in her guidance as she continued. "I've been around for quite a while and I've seen TONS of girls like this; trust me, say something and then act on it when she spurs you on. Gets them every time." She said as she began to sort through some more of his papers.

"On another note, where did you get the ideas for these things?" Kyu held up a drawing of a man with black hair and antlers with runes hovering around him.

"You're at my high-school drawings already..? It's like you didn't even look deeper into the pictures." Michael seemed a little offended by her lack of analyzing his work, only picking up a picture, looking at it and then tossing it aside.

"We haven't even known each other for a week, bro. The most I know about you is that you apparently don't like porn and have some dark secrets in these bins that I'm trying to find." Kyu was right on the money; Michael didn't even realize that they didn't even know each other for a week, and under her guidance he was able to score his first date within that same week.

"Hey, I do-" As he was speaking he quickly shut himself up right as he saw Kyu look up at him with a grin, knowing she got Michael what she wanted to hear. "Shut up…"

Kyu shrugged, standing up to grab one of the last bins out of the closet. "You're a guy, my guy. Porn is pretty much on your mind twenty-four seven, right?" She jested of course, but Michael still huffed regardless.

Her eyes widened once she opened the bin, spotting some books near the bottom that were clearly not of the sketchbook variety. She pulled papers and sketchbooks out like they were sand and she had just found buried treasure, and in her mind she did.

"Jackpot! I knew you had something here!" Michael winced right as he heard her cheer; she found his 'references'. Kyu yanked out a stack of multiple different magazines, each one decorated with a different woman. "And you were playing yourself off as just a flirty artist! Who knew you had this much of a stash!" Kyu put the stack down beside her with an impressive bounce, the weight of all the magazines were similar to that university textbook.

Michael crossed his arms as the sight of those books made his mind shoot back to times when he was a freshman in highschool. If his face could cringe any more than it would become as wrinkled as a used paper bag.

Wanting to take his mind off of his past he took it upon himself to clean up the mess that Kyu had made of his various sketch-bins and sort them back to their normal places. It was going to take a bit of time surely.

As he was cleaning the floor of paper, a question had popped into his head regarding his possible nightly activities with Aiko.

"Hey Kyu?" He had managed to get a couple of bins done, and he kept talking as he was cleaning and as the fairy was staring at each of the pictures of the beautiful women in the adult magazines.

"What's up?" She didn't take her eyes away from her material as she responded to him.

"I'm only asking you this since you're a fairy based on this; if I do get Aiko in bed, what do you think I should do?" He worded himself the best that he could, and that seemed to be enough for Kyu as he heard a thump that could only mean she hopped onto the floor.

"Use your hips, alot." Kyu walked over to where Michael was on his hands and knees. Looking up, the man saw Kyu gyrating her hips in a way to try and simulate how a moves. "Alot of the work come from your hips, so move it like this and a little bit like this…" She was moving her hips all over the place, looking a bit stiff since she was clearly used to being on the receiving end and not the giving.

"You look like your trying to hoola-hoop and failing hard." Michael's insult was met by Kyu grabbing his hand and pulling him to his feet.

"You asked for this, bucko!" She placed her hands on his hips and moved them around slowly, trying to get him to understand the motion.

"This is weeeeeird…" Michael said as he moved his hips on his own, showing Kyu he actually had more control of his hips than she thought.

"Move back and forth too! If you're as big as you claim to be then we'll make sure you make use of the whooooole thing, not just a quarter of it like you see in pornos." Michael arched an eyebrow at her extremely blunt explanation; she was one to say things as they were, which was both a good and bad thing since her rather sexual nature and her way of saying things made some situations awkward.

"Your way of teaching is weird." She kept making him do these movements for the next few minutes, allowing him to get even more in tune with his lower half than he was before.

"Hey, you asked for this dude." Kyu didn't stop as her hands forced Michael to rock his hips harder. This was possibly the most awkward situation that he had ever found himself in. He couldn't answer why he let Kyu move his hips around this much and frankly he found it strange.

"Okay Kyu, you can stop that; I get it." He grabbed her hands and slipped them off of his waist.

"You better get it." Kyu repeated, hinting at a deeper meaning to her phrase than what Michael meant with his.

Shooting her a look, Michael shook his head as he knelt back down to continue his cleaning duties. "If I do, I'm locking my doors so that you can't come in."

Kyu bent down and knocked on the top of his head as if it were a door. "Hellooooo, love-fairy remember? Fairy magic? I can teleport, you doofus." She pulled her hand away after a couple of knocks which were followed by Michael swatting his hand at her's.

"Right, how can I forget that your power to invade people's privacy is at the toppest of shelves." He spoke about it like he was praising her, but was more or less being snarky about it.

Onto more pressing matters, Kyu had made a mess of his room with all of these papers and whatnot so he needed to get back to cleaning the place up before hitting the hay. As he was taking care of that, the love-fairy had resumed her reading of her client's collection of magazines.

"Oh god…" Michael had just remembered something that was planned for tomorrow morning and the trigger for that reminder was a picture of a muscular set of legs he had drawn a couple of years back as practice.

"What's the problem this time, champ? Papercut?" She turned her eyes from her material to see Michael taking a deep breath.

"It's leg day tomorrow…" He said as he could only pray that his night of sleep would pass by slowly so he could prepare himself for the torturous workout Haric had planned.

Thursday, Fitness Center, Morning

Pain and the instinct to not pass out were the only things rushing through Michael's head right now as he pushed himself back up so he was standing straight, the barbell on his shoulders felt like it was digging into him. Leg day was perhaps the most feared day for the man since Haric has usually elected to call the squat rack their home for a majority of their workout. Michael was still pushing on through the workout as he re-racked the barbells, the burning sensation in his legs made him wince and grunt as a wave of pain rushed through him.

"God..!" He grunted out, placing a hand on the bar so he could rest his weight against it whilst Haric watched on with a grin despite feeling the same sensation in his legs.

"I know, it burns so good right?" Haric chuckled between breaths, brushing his bangs out of his face before proceeding to remove the safeties from the barbell and sliding on an additional five-pound plate onto each side of the bar. Once that was done, he looked to the still-tired Michael.

"You just stay here and take your break; I'm gonna grab some dumbbells for us." The blonde man nodded his head, giving him a thumbs up before swallowing what saliva that had accumulated in his mouth. Just as he reached down to take a drink of his water a familiar voice from behind him popped out.

"Hey Michael!" That voice could only be matched to one woman who was as cheerful as the voice let on. Mid-drink, Michael turned to find the one and only Kyanna standing with a grin on her face. Despite seeing her yesterday he could never grow tired of seeing her.

Finishing his drink for the moment, Michael placed his bottle on the floor before talking. "Didn't think I'd run into you this early, Kyanna." He stated as he stood back up.

"Well you know how the saying goes, 'early to bed and early to rise makes a woman healthy, wealthy and wise'!" She was clearly wide awake as a contrast to Michael having only been awake for an hour and a half. Haric had made the decision to have his friend wake up the same time he did, which was six o'clock.

"Hope that saying goes the same for men too…" Michael huffed out, catching his breath finally. He could see on Kyanna's face that she wanted to know something based on her smile and the way her eyes were locked with him.

"Well..? How'd it go last night? You didn't flake out did ya?" Kyanna was quick to ask as if she had sensed that Michael was thinking about his date last night.

Michael blinked when she asked that, the question taking a moment to register before he answered. "It went...well. Your advice really helped." He didn't want to get too specific since most of it involved exchanges of rather lascivious words.

Kyanna's eyes lit up when she heard Michael say that. "That's great..! Did Haric find out..?" She asked. And right before he could answer, Haric had quickly returned and happened to overhear the last bits of Kyaanna's question.

"Did I find out about what?" The sudden return of his voice made Michael jump and quickly look back to find his friend setting some dumbbells to the side of the rack. Looking back to Kyanna, she saw Michael sigh to himself before breathing in to answer.

"I went out on a date yesterday." Michael turned around to find Haric pursing his lower lip out with widened eyes. He didn't react as crazily as Michael thought; he thought that he was going to be jumping for joy, ecstatic that his room-dwelling best friend had finally got the balls to ask a woman out.

"And how'd that feel? Finally getting out of the house with a woman after so many years?" Haric asked. It didn't matter that Kyanna was listening to him, and hearing that did get a cocked eyebrow directed at that familiar golden head.

"Years?" Michael winced once he heard that, feeling himself cringe more and more as he was reminded of the years spent working and honing his skills in art.

"Yep...Didn't have the time back then, but I'm working on that." He tried to make up for his lack of dating with the promise of improving, and Kyanna countered his statement with a question that would seal his fate for the morning.

"That's good for you! And I know you were busy prepping yesterday, but were you able to get a workout in?" His stomach sunk as that question pained his ears. Haric leaned against the racked barbell and awaited an answer, a smile slowly growing on his face as he predicted what his friend's answer was going to be.

"Well? Did you?" It was an insult to injury at this point to ask Michael that question, but who would Haric be if he didn't bust his friend's balls from time to time...or all the time.

Michael sighed and placed his hands on his hips, turning his head to the ceiling as if he were praying to whatever god there was to save him from what torment was brewing in Haric's mind. "I wasn't able to get to the gym yesterday…"

Kyanna knew what she had unleashed with that question, and that was shown by a giant smile on her face as she saw Michael's somewhat scared look. Her looking at the man's face didn't last long as the sound of clanking metal plates echoed from behind the man. The rack shivered slightly with the increasing weight on the bar, and Haric was seen smiling as he loaded an additional forty-five pound weight plate on each side.

"Haric…" Michael turned and saw what his friend had done to the barbell. "What are you doing?" He asked.

Haric was still smiling as he slid the safeties back on and slapped the bar like a man would do to the roof of his car. "Isn't it obvious? You're gonna make up for missing a workout by doing some good ol' calf-raises. It's about ten pounds below your one rep max so you should be okay." Michael looked back to find Kyanna giggling, a hand held over her mouth.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you." He asked as he dreaded the weight that was going to be killing him for the next few minutes.

"Sometimes you gotta pay double for what you missed." She playfully shrugged. Since she was as big as a fitness nut as she was, it would help Michael none for him to ask for her help in trying to lower the weight sitting on the barbell since her response was going to be along the lines of 'if you go heavy now, it'll be light later'.

With a defeated sigh and a pat on the shoulder from the two, Michael slipped under the bar and forced it off of the rack with a harsh grunt, his eyebrows curling into a glare as his focus was maximized on not dropping the bar.

"You got this Michael! That's easy weight!" Kyanna can be heard cheering him on behind him as he felt the burning in his calves the second he pushed himself onto the balls of his toes, engaging the back of his legs. This was Haric's form of punishing Michael if he missed a workout; instead of hitting him, he brought the workout down on his little blonde head harder than what he's used to.

"And just so you aren't too comfortable, after this set of raises we're going straight into goblet squats!" Haric's smiling visage was visible in the mirror Michael was glaring into, making the man grunt out in anger as he was shoved through the wringer by this workout.

"I...hate...you..!" Were the words that Michael could force out before shifting his focus back to his legs.

As much as Kyanna would love to watch the two men and provide her own commentary and encouragement, she had her own workout that she needed to return to. "Okay, I've got to get back to my workout. I'll catch up with you guys in the free-weights later..!" She offered a quick wave and went back to her exercising.

"Enjoy yourself!" Haric lifted a hand and waved back as Michael was doing his damndest to not crumple as he re-racked the bar. This was going to be utter hell for the man's legs, and it didn't help that he had plans to go see Aiko later in the afternoon once he got some work done at home.

It would be another hour and a half of absolute pain for Michael, but Haric kept things simple with the exercises he chose but balanced the simplicity of the exercises with an increase in weight. Haric wasn't given immunity from the workout and suffered just as much as his friend did, so Michael wasn't alone as he and his active friend sat on one of the benches near the entrance of the gym.

"That wasn't so bad, right?" Haric asked as he held up a bottle to his mouth, drinking down the shake that he had prepared for himself.

Michael blinked his eyes as he breathed in deeply, swishing the shake that he brought along. "It was intense, for sure." He still felt the tingling in his legs even though they had cooled down and stretched their muscles.

Haric grinned and gave his friend a congratulatory pat on his arm. "Yeah and you've been through worse from me." Michael couldn't help but nod with that sentiment before taking another drink of his post-workout shake.

As the two soaked in the morning Sun, Kyanna could be heard talking to somebody over her phone. It sounded like she was arguing with that person about money.

"I don't want to hear it! You're gonna let me pay you whether you like it or not!" Kyanna had a smile on her face as she walked by the two. Even though Michael's legs were dying and his tank of energy was near depletion, he still had the energy to let out a comment as the women passed by.

"Heyyyy..! I wanna get paid..!" His voice caught Kyanna's attention and encouraged her to fire back at him.

"Do you want to babysit my kid then?" She jokingly asked, putting a hand on her hip as she put her phone against her shoulder.

"Maybeee. I don't know about right now since I gotta work today, but it seems interesting." Haric shook his head when Kyanna turned her eyes to him real quick.

"Nope; not good around kids. The kid would have to babysit me." His comment would get a giggle from her. Michael lifted a hand to signify that he wanted to speak.

"I can attest that he'd probably climb on top of the fridge and cry that he can't get down." Kyanna laughed even more from his comment. Holding the phone up to her ear, she spoke about how she had encountered two jokers at the gym and they won't stop making her laugh.

"Who's the babysitter anyway?" Haric took another sip as Kyanna replied.

"You might've seen her a few days ago, she's someone that goes to UOG." Michael tapped his bottle as he thought. The only time that he saw Kyanna before today was when he met her a few days ago, and come to think of it there was another girl that she was talking to; a girl with a set of blond pigtails.

"From a few days ago...Blonde hair right?" Michael pointed to his hair to emphasize the similarity that he and the other girl's hair had.

"Right..! You know her..?" She didn't think that he'd remember Tiffany, but little did the fitness-nut know that he had met the academic woman when going to meet Aiko.

"Yeah-well, kinda. We only exchanged names and numbers and that was it." Michael explained. Haric raised his eyebrows again upon hearing his friend had been getting more girls' numbers than he thought.

"Jeez dude, you're just getting all these women's numbers huh? Did you get her's as well?" Haric lifted a hand and gestured to Kyanna who answered his question for him.

"Yep! I should've called you yesterday to come to the gym with me yesterday." Michael shrugged his shoulders at Kyanna's mild scolding as she went back to talking with who Michael could assume was Tiffany.

As much as Haric wanted to stick around, he had his own stuff to do. Pushing himself off his seat with a grunt, he clapped his hands to get Michael's attention. "As much as I'd love to stick around, I've got some work I need to get done. I won't hear the end of it from my boss if I don't get to the studio on time." Approaching Kyanna, he gave the woman a high-five as he went on his way.

This was the time for Michael to get off his butt as well since he had some commissions to finish. Walking up to Kyanna, he held a hand up for a high-five as well.

"Have a super-awesome rest of your day..!" She was as cheerful as ever, and the slap that she delivered to his hand shook him as it pushed him back a step.

"Be safe yourself..!" Michael waved as he did his best to not limp with how much his legs were stinging and burning. The walk home was going to be hell...then the walk to the university...then the walk back home...walking was going to be a bitch in general today.

Thursday, Bedroom, Morning

Once Michael had returned home from the destruction of his legs he immediately threw himself into the shower to freshen himself up. A positive of waking up early was that it was still the morning after the seemingly long workout he just had, so there was more than enough time to work.

Donning a new set of clothes and a fresh mind, Michael slipped into his workspace and got to work on the pile of commissions he had amassed. It was strange since he had gotten these requests the day before he met Kyu, meaning it had been merely a week and yet so much has gone on in his life.

Speaking of the love-fairy, she had made her presence known by teleporting into his room with a telltale pink flash about an hour into his work. He had gotten used to the flash at this point as he continued working, knowing that Kyu was hovering over him in her usual curiosity.

"Do you ever sleep?" Michael didn't take his mind off his work, not wanting to pull his focus away from the project at hand.

"Good morning to you too, playa." Her sarcastic tone never changed as she rested her arms on the back of his chair, looking over his head as he worked. It was the same work as before, but was farther along in the process; colors were where they needed to be and shading was now being drawn in.

"Dude...wasn't this a sketch the last time I saw this?" She didn't think that Michael was someone that worked as fast as he did, especially after getting so easily distracted by his date yesterday.

"Yep…" A smile formed on his face once he looked at the clock on his monitor. Nine o'clock. "At this rate I should be able to get this done by noon-"

Kyu filled in the rest of his thoughts before he could finish talking, knowing what he wanted to do. "Then you can see that sexy professor, right?" She reached down and poked his cheek, feeling him smile and proving her right.

"Taking a liking to her, aren't ya?" She teasingly asked as she kept poking his cheek as he worked.

"Well yeah; she's fun to be around...but…" Michael exhaled from his nose, indicating to the fairy that something was off.

"But..?" She waited for him to continue, arching an eyebrow as she watched him press on with his work.

"I don't know...She's really fun to be with, but...how do I word it…" He murmured. "There's more people I want to meet I guess..? I don't know how to say it." Kyu could hear the conflict in his voice; he knew that Aiko was a great person to be around, but he didn't want to be tied into a serious relationship too early.

"So you're saying you don't want to get into anything too serious." Kyu's ability to hit things square on the head was one of the best that Michael's ever seen as he nodded his head.

"That's it." He confirmed. "I mean, I'm twenty-three; I don't want to be tied down at such a young age." Michael explained his confusion to the fairy and she listened carefully. He was still her client, and she treated him as such as she continued to lend her ear to him. Nodding her head, she patted the top of his head and hummed.

"I getcha. Very understandable, these years are here for you to experiment and find what you like..!" She said, floating down so she was standing beside his seated form. Reaching down, she placed a hand under his chin and pointed his head to look up at her, green eyes meeting one another.

"If you don't want anything serious and want to keep things open and casual, then do that. Nothing can really go wrong with being someone's friend-with-benefits." She stated with a smile.

"I mean, I've been around for over three-hundred years and making people friends-with-benefits is kind of my thing." She continued.

Hearing about her age made Michael's conflicted face shift to more of surprise; did that mean she made more friends-with-benefits than actual relationships? "I thought love-fairies were matchmakers." He spoke.

Kyu moved her head from side to side as she pulled her hand off his chin. "We technically are matchmakers. Dick and pussy matchmakers. You think that I came up to you with the intention of having you get married to the first woman you see?" Michael didn't know how to feel about what Kyu was saying; he thought that's what was going to happen.

"Well you're wrong! If it wasn't already clear to you, I'm gonna make you into a master at getting girls in bed! The bed-rocker! A reaaaaaal woman-pleaser! A man of the world-" The way she was talking made him smile, and he began chuckling with all of the different titles she was pulling out.

"Okay..! I get it..!" He laughed, holding a hand out to try and cover her mouth to cease her talking, but Kyu stepped back before he could do so. Instead of covering her mouth, Michael's hand was taken into her smaller hand like in a handshake.

"So what I'm saying is Michael, the only way you'll be getting married is if you really fuck up. Sex is what us love-fairies are best at and luckily for you, you've got one of the best!" She stated.

The man lifted the hand that was currently being held by the love-fairy, shaking it as informally as he could since he had already agreed to her help. "Well Ms. Sex Fairy, what do I tell Aiko then if I want to keep things casual? That I'm not looking to be tied down?" he asked.

"You tell her what you just told me, genius. You gotta be blunt about what you want! You want things to be done after you fuck her? Tell her. You wanna fuck her but still wanna experiment with other girls? Tell her you want to keep things open and casual." He was starting to sense a pattern with what Kyu was telling him, but he waited for her to continue with her explanation. "Basically you gotta communicate what you want with her, and if not then you'll just hurt her more than you mean."

"Ahhh okay, that helps alot." Michael said as he pulled his hand out of her grip.

"Besides, she seems like the kind of woman that doesn't want to be tied down either. I mean, you heard how many sex jokes she makes in conversation alone right?" Kyu said as she leaned against his chair.

"How do those relate even a little bit?" He asked, spinning his chair to get back to work; he intended to get this work done before going to the university later.

"Oh you know." Kyu waved her hand, acting like Michael knew exactly what she was talking about.

"But...I don't…" His reply did nothing as Kyu patted the top of his head.

"Yeah you know." Michael's question will never be answered as she waved her hand, continuing to act as if he did know the answer.

Returning to his work, the fairy continued to watch him for a few minutes before going back to spend her time on his bed reading the magazines that she had found the night before. Grabbing his remote, she flicked the tv to the only noise that she preferred to listen to when reading, and Michael instantly looked at her with those most judgemental glare he could muster.

"You already know what my answer is gonna be, Goldie Locks." Kyu said as she flipped onto the starting page of one of the mags.

Michael sighed. He knew he wasn't gonna get through to the fairy if he wanted that tv turned off, so he asked her to turn the volume down instead which she surprisingly agreed to. The next few hours were filled with moans and grunts from men and women alike as Kyu looked between her reading material and the television, adding occasional commentary to mess with Michael from time to time. He persevered however, and was finished with the piece by noon.

"Haaaah! It's done..!" Michael breathed out, standing up and stretching his back. Kyu was able to catch him sending out the piece to the commissioner before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Does that mean we can get outta here now? It's getting stuffy as hell in here." She complained, closing the magazine up and floating over to him.

"Fine, we'll get going. AFTER I eat something." He wasn't going to let Kyu control everything he did, and a smile grew on his face when he heard her groan.

Lunch was nothing too insane; a meal of baked breaded chicken breast with rice and stir-fried vegetables was enough to fill the man's stomach. If Haric told him anything, it's times exactly like this where food-prep was the greatest idea anyone had come up with.

Once lunch was done, Michael tossed on his walking shoes, pocketed his wallet, keys and phone and dipped out of his home. Kyu followed along of course because who would she be if she didn't?

Thursday, University Campus, Afternoon

The afternoon Sun was as unrelenting as ever as it showered the city in its heat; thankfully a breeze was passing by to cool Michael and Kyu as they approached the campus.

It seems some classes had just finished as students roamed the grounds of the university, which was a good sign for Michael as he assumed that since some classes were done there was a possibility of Aiko's teaching being finished, at least for now.

Taking a seat on an empty bench further onto the campus, Michael started tapping away on his phone to send a message to the professor asking if she was still teaching. That message would never be sent as Kyu placed a hand on his screen and slowly pushed it down.

His voice was caught in his throat as his ears were graced with the casual yet sultry tone that a familiar professor always gave off.

"Hey there, hot stuff." Aiko stood in front of him with a smile that screamed relief at the sight of the man.

"Good afternoon to you-woah…" Looking up, Michael was treated to the sight of the academically-dressed Aiko. She was dressed in something that appeared more professional; a white dress shirt with a yellow sweater-vest. Covering her legs were a pair of stockings, the garters climbing up her thighs and vanishing underneath her blue skirt.

Aiko took his stunned silence as a compliment. She saw his eyes aimlessly scrutinizing her figure as he failed to find the words to express himself.

"Cat got your tongue, Michael?" She looked very nice and he enjoyed the 'professional on the outside, lascivious on the inside' aesthetic she portrayed so expertly.

He cleared his throat, running a hand over his mouth as if he was trying to wipe away the slightly pink tint his cheeks had adopted. "I think a fox took it instead." He chuckled. Aiko giggled at his response as well, happy that she was able to stun him the way she did.

"So, did I catch you at a good time?" He asked.

"Surprisingly, yes. How do you always catch me between classes?" It was crazy how every encounter they had was between classes, and Michael not once attended a class so he wouldn't know the times.

Pushing his bottom lip out, he shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I'm lucky." He moved back to the bench and sat down, to which Aiko followed along and took a seat beside him with a soft sigh.

"Still have classes to teach?" He broke the silence with the simplest question he could think of. Of course he had Kyu observing him, but she was only there as a 'get of jail free' card if he needed any assistance.

"Mhmm. At least I have someone I like to take my mind off of it for now." She grinned before chuckling lightly as she changed her statement. "Well, somebody I can tolerate."

Michael placed a hand on his chest, "Awww, you like me?" He jokingly asked, his eyes glittering as he blinked.

"Pffft." She hissed through her lips, pushing his face away as he leaned close to her. "Tolerable at most." She spoke. Now that he mentioned her supposedly liking him, a question formed in her head.

"I got a question for you, Michael. What's the longest relationship you've been in?" Michael blinked as the question sat in his head. He hummed for a second, tapping his foot as he thought.

"Sorry if I'm taking a sec, I've just had SOOO many." His sarcastic words were taken with a relaxed giggle. Thankfully she was patient enough as he finally answered.

"Probably a year and some change." Since it was a high school relationship Michael had no other obligations other than her, and drawing. Haric was constantly around them and he was the main reason he got the two in bed, so he knew how to keep a girl interested, offering and suggesting different date ideas to Michael.

"It was fun while it lasted, but ultimately we broke off. I'm still young and I still want to experience different people." He explained to Aiko, to which she nodded understandingly.

"I can see that. I don't really like being tied down either." Michael could understand that with her as well. It wasn't that she acted so openly sexual with people, but that she too seemed rather young.

"Well, let me change that; I like the thought of being tied down from time to time." Michael started, his lips curling into a grin. "To the bed." He finished.

Aiko's eyes widened slightly from the sexual joke that the normally flirtatious man slipped from his lips. Taking that as a cue for her to retort, her eyes became half-lidded as he adopted a more sultry tone.

"Tied down huh? Why keep it as just a thought? I'm sure we can arrange that..~" She bit her lower lip, matching Michael's fiery statement with her own. It was like a game of chicken between the two, and neither of them backed down.

"Oh is that so? And what'll you do if I put up a fight, hm? Cause I will~" He moved closer with a smug grin that screamed arrogance. He was spurring her on and it was working.

"I'm sure you'd look forward to it even more if I didn't tell you~" Aiko reached forward and grabbed the collar of his shirt, holding him firmly. Leaning forward, she was just about to press her lips against his before swiftly tilting her head and whispering hotly into his ear "You'll love it~"

Michael chuckled, slipping her hand off of his collar. "Yeesh, we haven't even known each other for a week and it's like you know exactly what to say."

The professor couldn't help but let out a light laugh, slipping herself away from him. She saw that his ears had reddened a bit as he was fiddling with his glasses, pushing them up his nose.

"What can I say? I'm just that good." Her tone rang with confidence as she spoke.

Staring at her face for a moment, Michael was able to make out the appearance of redness on her cheeks as well. "Don't act like I'm the only one that got a little heated." He said as he pointed out the blush on the lady's cheeks.

"Who said that I wasn't?" She didn't bother denying the fact now that it was out in the open. And like with their previous encounters, the two spent however many minutes cracking jokes and talking; it seemed like this was their bread and butter at this point, not like either of them minded. And just like before, their conversation would stop as Aiko's timer for class started going off.

"God damnit...Just as I was starting to have fun." She pulled her phone out and stared down at it like she wanted to make it explode with her mind.

"It's always like this, huh?" Michael watched as she stood up with a sigh.

"Yeah. I'll talk to you later?" She asked. Michael thought for a moment before standing up, a curious glint in his eyes.

"Why not keep talking?" He replied.

"Uhh because I have class to teach?" She was unsure whether he was being serious or not since he's asked and said some stupid things before.

"Then why don't I come to class with you? I'll sit in the back and be quiet, I promise." Michael held a hand over his heart and his other hand up like he was swearing his life just to keep talking to her.

Aiko thought for a second; Michael knew that she wasn't as enthusiastic about academia as one would think, and that possibly be the ticket to letting him stay.

"Eh, why not." She agreed. "Besides, you did say last night that you'd see me during class." She reminded him.

"And here I am." He winked as they started walking towards the building. This was going to be his first time being in the university building, so he was hoping he didn't stand out too much amongst the students in the classroom.

Thursday, Classroom, Afternoon

The classroom was as standard as it could be with five rows of desks arranged in front of a desk and a chalkboard surprisingly enough. Michael blinked as he was led into the room by the professor, taken aback by how much it reminded him of his college days.

"Wow...this university needs to invest in some dry erase boards and smartboards." He would comment as Aiko moved to her desk, groaning as she sat on the sturdy wood.

"Please, don't start talking about that. I wanted you here to entertain me, not bore me to death." She said as she leaned back on her hands. It seems like they were a little early for the students to start showing up so they still had some time to talk.

Michael moved to sit beside her on the rather roomy desk, resting a hand beside her's. "Hmm let's think of something NOT sexual…" he mumbled.

"Aaaand you've lost me." She snickered. Michael poked her shoulder in response to her.

"Since you wanna be like that, what's your ideal vacation? Bit curious about that." Aiko was quick to answer him, knowing exactly what to say.

"I'd stay home; hands down." Michael blinked, tilting his head.

"Really? You don't even want to leave the city?" He knew he lived a sedentary life, but even he enjoyed the thought of traveling every once in a while.

"Nope. Who needs the stress of traveling?" She had a bit of a point, but Michael enjoyed seeing other places from time to time.

"My turn!" She cut in immediately, something instantly popping into her mind. Michael could guess that the subject matter of the question was going to be of the...sexual variety.

"What's the craziest place that you haven't done it, but would like to?" Michael grinned, running a hand through his hair.

"Psssh let's see…" Tapping his feet on the floor, she felt his fingers tapping her hand as well. "If you want an honest answer, then it'd probably be underneath your desk, during class."

This was the first time Aiko's cheeks turned visibly red from one of Michael's responses. "Oh shit, that'd be pretty hot." She mused.

"Right? Just imagine sitting at your desk with me underneath-" Before Michael could plant any more lustful thoughts into the woman's thoughts students began to filter into the classroom.

"Guess that's my cue to take my seat." As the students began taking their seats Michael slipped to one of the seats in the back, resting his head on his hands as he awaited the beginning of the class.

Aside from the looks he was getting from the students that came in there was no problem. He tapped his feet against the floor as Aiko sorted through the books on her desk, her eyes occasionally staring up to find Michael smiling at her; he was like a student excited to get the first day of a new class underway.

This was going to be nice for the British man since he was about to experience Aiko in the teaching environment.

"Hey, excuse me..?" One of the boys seated next to Michael tapped his desk to get his attention. "Are you a new student?" He asked.

Michael shook his head, turning his attention to the male student. "I'm just here to annoy the professor." His words were simple, but he couldn't forget the accent he had and that caught a bit more attention.

"Oh my gosh...are you from England?" A female student asked. Michael was used to the attention his accent drew from time to time since he moved out of his country just before high school.

"Yeeep." He didn't understand why people fawned over accents like his, or accents in general. It seemed like every time he spoke, the girls and some of the guys fell for him more and more. The students' romanticizing of Michael was put to an end when Aiko called attention to the front of the class.

She was holding her physics book in one hand, sitting on her desk like she was previously. "Michael! Stop stealing my students, ass!" She called him out with a sarcastic tone, followed by some gasps by the students.

The man in question pursed out his lower lip and looked down at his desk, his hair slinking over his face to hide his eyes and slowly growing smile. "I'm sorry…" he murmured.

"Aww you made him sad!" One of the girl students called out, which Aiko waved off knowing better.

"He's not serious. Now let's get to the lesson." Damn. She knew him too well now as she began teaching the day's lesson.

Michael watched with intent as she slipped off her desk and paced back and forth at the front of the class, textbook in one hand and a piece of chalk in the other. This was the first time that he's seen Aiko in a more professional setting; she still spoke casually like in their conversations, but still kept the air of a professor that knew what they were talking about. It was something he should've expected since she had a Master's degree, but didn't prepare himself for this display of knowledge Aiko expertly presented.

As she was teaching, Michael's desk was secretly presented with notes questioning him on various things. One note caught his attention as he read it to himself. 'Are you 's bf?'

Michael sat there for a moment as he turned his eyes back up to the professor. He and her did have compatibility, that was for certain, but for now he wanted to keep things casual. He kept the note under his hand, electing to not answer that question.

"Does anyone have any questions so far?" She asked, turning from writing on the chalkboard for a moment to see if any students had questions. Some students raised their hands, and when Aiko chose one the question that followed would make her sigh and shake her head.

"Are you and Michael going out?" They asked. Aiko looked at the blond-haired man who was looking at her. Their eyes battled one another, fighting each for who was going to answer. The longer the silence was, the more the students started forming their own answers in their heads until Michael ultimately spoke up.

"We're just friends." He started. His tone was more calm, yet stern. "And could you please not ask those kinds of questions? It's not your business to know." His tone demanded an immediate apology from the student, to which they did just that.

"Sorry…" they looked at their desk with red cheeks, a bit ashamed for asking such an intrusive question.

"Just ask yourself that question when you want to ask someone." Michael advised before looking back to Aiko with a nod. She was more or less shocked by how Michael handled the question; calm, yet stern.

Clearing her throat, Aiko turned everyone's attention back to the lesson at hand. Without any further questions, she continued the lesson and added how these topics were going to be on the quiz that'll be coming tomorrow.

Michael wasn't given any more notes as the class had quickly reached its end.

"I'll leave the formulas on the board so you all can take pictures." She spoke as she closed her textbook and slipped it into one of the desk drawers.

Michael moved up and sat on her desk as she answered any last minute questions about the class. Once that was done, the pair left the room and exited the building.

"Finally! God that was weird." Aiko acted like she had just released a breath she was holding in for the past two hours.

"I dunno. It was going well until they asked that question." Michael didn't need to say which question since that was still fresh in their minds.

"Yep. And we both said that we don't want to be tied down." She reminded him, to which Michael nodded his head in agreement.

"Mhm." He hummed out. "Although I wouldn't mind keeping things casual." He slipped that statement in and that got Aiko to look at him as they walked down the stairs.

"Eh, I wouldn't mind that either." She said casually. The both of them shared the sentiment of not wanting to be tied down, so that was a plus for Michael and Kyu since he didn't like the thought of being with someone forever at such a young age.

"I'm kind of glad that you share the same sentiment." Michael admitted, stopping in front of the gate now. Aiko giggled before reaching up and grabbing his shirt, pulling him down.

"You better not forget about me though..." she huffed at him.

"Then I guess we both have to make things unforgettable tomorrow..~" he hinted, brushing one of her bangs out of her face. He could look into those gray eyes for hours, but the moment was ended by the swift and sharp ringing of Michael's cellphone.

"Can't wait..~" Aiko held his collar for a little longer, keeping her close to him for just a little while extra before letting him go to take his call.

Fishing his phone from his pocket, he answered it. "Hello?

Haric's voice called out to him from the other line. "Heyyyy Michael! I got a question for you!" Aiko could hear his friend speaking, crossing her arms as she listened.

"What do you need?" Michael asked, looking to Aiko as he rolled his eyes. She giggled, shaking her head at his action.

"So my boss is sending me out for a shoooooot…" Michael didn't need to hear the rest of what Haric wanted to say. It was like this every week where Haric had to go out for a shoot, and instead of having someone from the company take his pictures, he wanted Michael to take them.

"Okay, I got you. Where do you need me?" Michael asked.

"You're the best, man. I was thinking that we could take them around the Lounge. You know, the one that has all of those little lanterns and loveseats?" Haric explained. Kyu took the moment to pop back in to be a little more specific for him.

"The place I took you for your first date!" She said. Michael nodded his head as she told him.

"Okay. Just let me stop by my apartment real quick and I'll meet you there." Michael said. With some final thanks, Haric hung up and Michael sighed.

"Duty calls." He placed his hands on his hips as he inhaled. Before Aiko could respond her phone vibrated and she fished it out to see what happened.

"Yeah, duty calls for me too. Staff meeting." She showed him her screen with a look of agitation. Michael moved the phone away and brought an arm around her, pulling her into his side.

"I'll talk to you tonight." He felt Aiko move into his side a little more before moving away.

"Yeah, I bet you will. I kind of wanna hear what you have in store for our next date." She smirked.

"You might like it. But I gotta get going!" Michael said as he stepped away.

"Hey, wait a second, I have something to tell you." Aiko quickly spoke, catching Michael as he was about to run.

"What's up?" He stepped back to the woman, expecting her to tell him something. What he got however was another kiss, this time closer to his mouth; on the edge of his lips.

"O-Oh…" His cheeks flared red when he was this close to making full contact with her lips. Aiko laughed at his startled expression; she liked seeing him shocked.

"Was thiiiiis close, wasn't I?" She held the tip of her index finger a nearly imperceptible scale away, to which Michael nodded.

"Yep. Just you wait until tomorrow…" Michael squinted at her before she started walking back to the building.

"Can't wait. Now get outta here!" She said before walking away with a wave.

"Damn dude. You look like you wanna eat her alive." Kyu commented as Michael started his trip back to his apartment.

"Oh yeah." He agreed wholeheartedly.

Thursday, Outdoor Lounge, Afternoon

Haric was already at the Lounge when Michael had reached the top of the staircase, camera bag hanging by his side. He found his friend dressed in a black short sleeved henley shirt, revealing more tattoos that were hidden underneath the long-sleeved shirts that he normally wore. The design on the shirt was simple, yet artistic in what was portrayed; a pure white silhouette of a man was crouched down holding an umbrella over a box with the white head of a dog peering up at him. Raining down were black drops that had stained the top of the umbrella black, drops of black splashing down on the white silhouette.

"Dude, are you kidding me?! He had THOSE under his shirt the whole time?!" Kyu was more shocked than she cared to admit as soon as she saw the tattoos sprawling further into his shirt. Michael didn't say anything since he for-sure knew that Haric would hear him respond.

Haric nodded his head upward with a grin at the sight of his friend, waving a hand as he approached him. "Hey Michael, sorry for calling you out like this." Michael shook his head as he took his bag off his shoulder and placed it onto a nearby table.

"It's no problem; I was just leaving the University." Michael explained as he pulled his camera out, prepping it for the shoot.

"Oh? And what were you doing there? With how good you are at this art stuff I didn't think you'd take some classes." Haric kneeled down to help Michael with setting up his tripod, extending the legs out.

Michael reminisced on the night for the moment as they were setting up. He could still clearly see the smile she had in the casino, as well as the laughs that were had at the Outlook. It was a great date…

"Hey! Mikey!" Haric's hand was in his face, snapping loudly to get his attention.

"O-Oh! Yeah, no I wasn't there to take a class or something. I was...seeing someone there." He finally said. Haric placed the tripod firmly on the deck, looking at Michael with an ever-growing smile.

"Dude...you got a girlfriend?" He asked.

Michael shook his head but before he could answer Haric pulled him up and held his shoulders. "Why didn't you tell me you got a girl? Aren't I your best friend?" He was excited for him, a large smile on his face after hearing his friend had finally got somebody!

"We aren't dating..!" Michael quickly dashed Haric's expectations when he said that. Taking his camera, he placed it onto the tripod and Haric moved to take some poses as they talked.

"Really? Then what's up with that?" Haric asked as he had his hands behind his head, revealing the raindrop designs that surrounded the entirety of the shirt.

"It's a bit complicated to be honest." Michael was comfortable with talking about something like this with Haric since they had such an extended history together. Haric was always there for him, but he was just scared that Haric would judge him for wanting to keep things casual and being something of a friend-with-benefits with Aiko. So as he explained to Haric what was going on with the professor he was expecting his friend to reprimand and scold him.

"Really? That's pretty sweet!" Haric exclaimed as he took another few poses, Michael clicking the camera in surprise.

"You're happy? I thought you'd judge me pretty hard for wanting that kind of thing." He was certainly confused since Haric's always been the one to level Michael's head before he acted on something.

"Are you kidding me? If I judged you on wanting that then I'd be a hypocrite." Haric turned around and looked over his shoulder, presenting the clouds white clouds that decorated the black fabric of the shirt.

"I'm like that with a few girls at work actually." He admitted. Michael blinked, ceasing his picture-taking for a moment to comment on this revelation.

"So you're a manwhore?" Michael quickly joked right as he snapped a picture once again. Haric was smiling just before laughing, putting a hand on his face as he sat down on one of the loveseats.

"Are you joking? I'd word it as me being a 'player'." He replied as he laid down on the soft cushions, pushing some hair off of his face.

Michael kneeled down to pull the camera off the tripod, moving in closer to get better angles of his friend along with the shirt. They continued their conversation about Haric's 'adventures' with women for a bit.

"So before you did anything with them you said you wanted things to be casual?" Michael asked as Haric was now seated on the loveseat.

"Yep. Since I share the same workplace as them we get to know each other, and I just slipped in that I want to keep things casual with girls." Haric explained. At this point he was stealing Kyu's job, but what the love fairy had over the man was that she had literal magic on her side.

"Huh, guess I'm doing something right then." Michael said. It was probably pure luck that he and Aiko shared the same sentiment, and slipping in the fact that he wanted to keep things casual surely did help.

The photoshoot would continue for another hour and a half before they decided to stop there. Somehow they had stayed in the same area of the Lounge for all of that time, but Haric struck as many poses as it took to ensure that the entirety of the brand he was presenting was captured perfectly.

"Alllright…" Michael sighed as he sat down, looking at some photos that had been previously shot. Haric joined him, leaning over to see the results they had made.

"Great as usual, Michael." He grinned, patting his friend's back. Michael smiled back and shut off his camera, taking the sim card out and handing it to the man.

"You're gonna need this I'm guessing?" He asked. Haric nodded and took the card out of his hand and placed it into his pocket.

"Yep. Thanks again, Michael." Michael pulled his bag over and placed a replacement card into the camera.

"Don't mention it." He could feel the aches from this morning's workout re-emerging, making him wince as he moved his legs.

"Okay...I think I'm gonna head home. This morning really did something…" He looked at Haric with a slightly angered glare, knowing well that it was him that had done this to his legs. Haric shrugged his shoulders, grinning as he stood up and moved to fold up his friend's tripod.

"Hey, that's what you get for skipping out yesterday; and think of it like this, since you're going out with girls you wouldn't wanna be caught dead with chicken legs." Haric said, handing Michael the device back as he tucked his camera back into his bag.

"Yeah, sure." He huffed, pushing himself onto his feet and grabbing the tripod.

"Now...I'm gonna go home and rest my legs." He continued, Haric laughing as he smacked his shoulder.

"I'll escort you home. You know, just in case your legs disintegrate." Haric joked.

"Oh, my hero" Michael rolled his eyes as he started his walk back home. The walk home wasn't eventful as he was followed home by his friend, ensuring that his legs did indeed not disintegrate. He wasn't going to do anything for a while once he got home…

Thursday, Bedroom, Evening

Disclaimer: Sexual content ahead!

Michael was seated on his floor in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, legs spread as far as he could to help relieve his sore muscles. Kyu was watching in amazement at how far his legs could stretch.

"Jeez dude, how are you so flexible?" She asked as Michael leaned forward; he was about three inches from pushing his chest into the floor.

"When you workout as much as Haric does, he forces you to stretch like this. It helps." Michael breathed out, slowly leaning himself back up before reaching for his left foot.

As he was stretching, the sound of his phone vibrating on the floor caught his attention. Grabbing it, the notifier was none other than Aiko.

[Finally home from classes!] Michael grinned as he saw her text, tapping away his response.

[Ayyy! Now you can prepare the next lesson for the class you love so much.] He chuckled as he sent it.

[Fuck you lol what're you doing rn?] Lifting his phone up, he snapped a picture of himself seated on the floor, his hair slightly disheveled.

[Stretching my legs. My friend made me workout with him this morning.] After sending the text he started reaching for his right foot now, wanting to stretch every fibre in his legs.

[So I take that you're alone?] That was an interesting question to ask. Not including Kyu, he was alone. Maybe he should think about getting a pet; something to keep him company when Kyu's not pestering him.

[That I am. At least for now, right?] He placed his phone down and got back to stretching. At this point it was expected for him to flirt with the teacher, as she replied in kind; at least he thought.

[Mhm, for sure. So I enjoyed what we talked about today and I wanted to send you a little preview of what I might have in store for you tomorrow ;) ] What was next could only be described as shockingly erotic.

"Hoh-Okay..!" Michael was definitely not expecting the picture that Aiko had just sent. Kyu perked up at her client's reaction and flew over to him.

"What's up playa-damn..!" Aiko was in her underwear, gazing down at her phone with heated, half-lidded eyes that burned with lust. It looked like she was crouched over the camera with her legs spread. Instead of catching a glimpse of her womanhood through her colored lingerie, one of her hands covered the spot where her treasure was whilst the other hand was covering where her asshole was hinted to be.

"Okayyy…" Michael could feel his stomach jump when his eyes scanned over the image she sent, moving so he was sitting normally. He could even make out an intense wetness hidden underneath the fabric.

"Dude that's hot." Kyu stated the obvious as she moved back to her seat on his bed.

[Wow...is this a POV?] he sent. The more he stared at the photo, the more he could feel himself stirring in his pants.

[Maybeee..~ You did say you wanted to be tied to the bed..~] Flirtation was out the window at this point as Michael took a second to calm himself.

[Then I can't wait for tomorrow night..~] Now he couldn't get the thought of her seated on his face out of his mind. Questions ran through his mind like how would she taste and how would she moan? They kept coming and coming until he realized that his pants had become rather tight…

[Mmh I can't wait either. You've been teasing me with how big you are and it's killing me!] Michael gulped at what he had just read. Thinking back to the picture she had just sent, it would be fair to send something back for her…

Taking a breath, Michael adjusted his rather impressive erection so that it was resting against his left inner thigh, his pants outlining the tool that hid underneath the surface. Snapping a picture of that imprint, he sent it and waited for her response. As he was waiting, Kyu broke the silence with an announcement.

"Okay Michael, I'm gonna head home for the night." She said as she floated into the air.

"A-Alright. I'll see you tomorrow." Michael tried to sound as normal as possible to the fairy since he was still hard.

"Don't go pulling that woman here to fuck her without me, got it?" She didn't wait for his response before disappearing in a pink flash, leaving Michael alone. Just in time too!

[Holy...you weren't kidding.] Michael pulled himself onto his bed, laying down right as Aiko sent him another image. This time she was laying on her bed with her legs spread, she had one hand in her underwear with a visible dark spot in the center of her panties.

[God tomorrow can't come faster] Michael typed as he took another picture of his clothed manhood.

[Is 'tomorrow' your nickname?] Despite how turned on the both of them were, there was always time for a joke to be slipped in, which made Michael chuckle.

[It can be if you want] He was touching himself as much as Aiko was and he could only imagine what it would be like to be inside of her. For now, anyway.

The night was spent in a heated chat between the two, exchanging various pictures of one another whilst pleasuring themselves, sending to each other every lustful thought they could think of as they awaited a burning climax at the end of it all.

Tomorrow couldn't come faster.

Author's note: Hello once again! Now THIS is a big chapter and I wasn't expecting it to get this large. Next chapter's the big one for Aiko ,after that I don't know whom our next girl will be, but I'm looking forward to figuring that out! Have a great day/evening!