Alright you filthy perverts, I hope you got your milk ready because it finna get spicy here. Or don't. Anyway, this oughta complete this sweetly smutty story, these take way more planning to write. I have newfound respect for people that do this more often than me.
Enjoy!
-X-
Spring Blooms Into That Room: Fools In The Rain - Part 2
"Great." He replied, a shy, yet very interested smile decorating his handsome face. "But uh, how do I say this… I need a bit of time to recharge, let's say." (1)
"Hmm? It surely doesn't feel that way."
Truly, I could feel his moist, stiffening member pressing against the upper part of my exposed thigh. The sensation of which produced no shortage of excitingly prurient thoughts.
"W-Well," Hachiman sheepishly shifted under me. "I just mean we don't have to go there just like that, you know?"
"I see. I wasn't planning on rushing things, anyhow. Do you not remember what I said earlier?"
He looked up as if to catch a drifting memory. "Oh, right… Sorry." He chuckled. "It's been a real blur after everything."
Currently, I was still holding his wrists down over his head. I never expected that such forceful imagery would do such strange things to my drive and imagination, but I suppose there's no harm in being honest with that part of me. Well, at least as it's only he who gets to witness it. Still, it's a bit irritating to know that him calling me 'sadistic' actually holds weight.
Now I cannot say I removed my hands from his wrists just now because I'm self-conscious due to the heat of… prior activities losing its embers. But because it was time to relocate ourselves; yes, that was it.
I stood up from the couch and offered him a hand up. He was quick to take it, but looked a bit ridiculous with his shirt off, and pants half-undone, and unraveled at the thighs. But whatever silly thoughts I had were replaced by the constant tingling of my skin and body at the sight of his stiff member. My grip on his hand felt more tense than normal due to this reaction.
It took plenty of focus to not pounce on him just here and now. (2) The anticipation of future events was clouding my mind even further. Now we are standing in front of each other, hand in hand, and delicately exposed to each other in varying degrees.
"Ladies first?" Hachiman courteously gestured in the direction of my bedroom, though I couldn't help but feel some ulterior motives in letting me walk ahead first.
"Why, thank you."
Nevertheless, I was a little more than happy to oblige him. After all, I couldn't say I wasn't enjoying his attention.
It's also possible he does not know where my bedroom is…
That might be it, actually.
...
With me leading him by the hand, I began to lead him to my room. The entire time, I could feel his gaze penetrate me, attempting to absorb every detail of my bare back. Unfortunately for him though, my long hair was in the way, and would continue to do so to the entirety of my exposed parts. There was no doubt it did its part to foster some frustration and tension. But I'm sure his imagination can fill in the gaps.
"Yukino." He proclaimed, to which I peeked at him with my peripheral vision. He acknowledged it, saying "Could you uh… move your hair to the front?"
I spoke too soon… No matter.
I contemplated for a moment; but I realized it'd be more fun this way.
"Hmmm," I hummed in a mocking, pandering tone. "I wonder."
"I guess that's a no…"
"My, I've underestimated you; I didn't expect you to catch on so quickly."
"Aha, I was just… you know; with all we've been doing it didn't seem too far out there."
Why did he sound so disappointed? Did I say something strange?
"Eh?" I stuttered before quickly realizing how dissonant our ideas were. "I just meant t-that…"
I turned to face him almost instantly, feeling as if I'd somehow offended him.
Marvelous, in an effort to not appear too easy and impassioned, I've forged a misunderstanding. I've no clue as to why I still try to appear modest for a lost cause; what am I losing over this?
I'll try to forget this moment for as long as it is still salvageable.
I just pray this moment won't come back to haunt me in the dead hours of the night…
"I just wanted to… tease you a little more."
Following a moment where he stood wide-eyed and caught off guard, he smirked as best he could. "Just a little more, huh? What a sadist."
You're lucky you can't see what your face looks like right now. You'd shrivel up and hide under a thick blanket.
Only he could proudly throw such a jab and purposely acknowledge what calling me that made him. And now I'm the one who's on edge. But fortunately, we've made it to my bedroom; one which is, thankfully, devoid of all the embarrassing amounts of plush toys thanks to my advanced planning.
Though the fact that I was planning for this at all was still rather shameful...
...
"Huh," He remarked, eyeing his new surroundings with a hint of surprise. "Where'd they go?"
Confused, I turned around and clarified. "Whatever do you mean?"
"You know; Pan-san plush-"
I hurriedly planted a finger on his lips in conjunction with the feeling of my quickening pulse. That sentence did not need to be finished to make me feel stupid.
Nee-san… why'd you have to tell him?
"I-Isn't there something else you should be focused on?"
Attempting to return myself as the one in control, I spoke through a rather unconvincing tone to realign his priorities.
"Alright alright…" He raised his hands up as if to signal his desist, not convinced by my protests but by his choice. "So um, how do we go from here?"
"W-Well, you were suggesting something just a few seconds ago, weren't you?"
I pivoted on my heel and faced the wall. I cupped my hand around my nape and gently passed it around until all the hair was caught in my hand, slowly bringing my locks to the front and onto my chest.
With a minute rotation of my head, I could even see how much he was enjoying the little performance I gave.
He surely took his time looking; my legs were restless, buckling and slightly shaking at the thought of being so obviously desired.
The feeling of being gawked at is usually one that brings out exasperation at the very least, and repugnance at the worst. Strange commuters on the train and on the streets tend to be the worst offenders of such an issue; deviants who know nothing of restraint or consent. However, I felt none of that at this moment. Above the chagrin that comes with it, I don't mind the fact that Hachiman seems to admire my body so much.
In fact, I'd be loath to see him unenthusiastic about me.
"H-How much longer will you spend ogling me?"
"I w-wonder…"
If I listened any closer, I could swear I'd hear drooling.
Somehow, keeping a distance amidst the obvious sexual intentions was cause for even more flustering than actually committing such acts.
"I'm sure you can still do that up close, n-no?"
"R-Right." He coughed weakly, and his footsteps closed in on me.
Truthfully, all of this seems like mere fun and games but as the gravity of our deeds adds up to the minutes that have passed, I'm reminded more and more of the severity of their implications. We were doing what adults do, what lovers do. I'd like to think I was doing well for all of the first times we've experienced together, but I never thought to train my reactions. We were unequivocally crossing a line in our lives and this relationship.
But perhaps I was simply overthinking as I was usually guilty of. Maybe it was a simple thing, maybe this is indicative of another matter. But either way, regardless of reason, there was something we needed each other to know.
And it was something only communicable through the profound warmth of our touch.
The heat of his body was quite close, but never invasive, and my body trembled at his mere presence. Follow that with the encroaching grip of his surprisingly firm hands around my waist, and I was turning into putty in his hands.
"Mmm…" A small melody left my mouth in response. "Tell me something, Hachiman."
His breath tickled my ear and the side of my neck. "Hmm?"
"What do you find so tantalizing about half-unraveled clothing? I was about to relieve myself of this skirt when you stopped me. And you liked it when I left my top dangling around my elbows."
The truth is I already had an idea, what with all the research I've sifted through. But I felt like I wanted to hear something from him. If not to confirm it completely, but to tease him further.
Or maybe even get him to tease me.
With his hands around my waist, I snuck a hand around his cheek and brought it to face me. Something about this position, with us not completely able to see each other yet fully aware of our bodies, basking in each other's presence, only served to enhance the atmosphere and push us somewhere between an unbearably close distance and one frustratingly out of reach. I could make out the outlines of his attractive face, and feel his erection pushing up against my back side. Almost completely on instinct, I responded to the sensation by pressing myself further against him, basically forcing a reaction from him. The way he squirmed, gasped, and momentarily tightened his grip got me to bite my lip.
"I-I uh," He shakily spoke. "Do you really want me to explain?"
"I do."
"So you can enjoy watching me babble like an idiot?"
"I was under the impression that you were used to that by now."
"Good point…"
He briefly kissed the nape of my neck, sending a swift chill down my back that threatened to collapse my foundation.
"Ahh…" I gulped. "Well? Talk to me."
"Okay… just give me a moment to think."
Hachiman began to snake his hands around my breasts. He cupped them amorously, massaging them as if he were kneading precious dough. A moan slipped out of me and in the meanwhile, he ensnared my ear with his mouth; nibbling it gently and making my breath hitch raggedly.
"I think…" He whispered in between licking and biting. "It has to do with the way we view nudity."
"So… nghh, I-I imagine."
"Maybe it's the…" He paused himself as he gathered his words. "the gap between what we're not allowed to see, and what is already laid bare."
The tail end of his husky sentence blew a bit of warm air into my ear. A feeling that'd normally tickle was given a whole new definition as my knees caved in momentarily.
"Ahhn~ Interesting… statement. N-Not sure I'd remember amidst all t-this…"
I wasn't really looking for an answer; I was merely looking for him to say something stimulating. Regardless, my mind was in a haze. Between his wandering hands, his breath on my neck and ears, and the unexpected kisses to my nape, my senses were overloading with sexual thrill. My legs constantly chafed together as a basic, insatiable sensation was beginning to overwhelm my functions.
If he was still trying to explain something, it was lost on me. My hand furtively crept its way to Hachiman's member, and he melted as I slowly rubbed his exposed tip. I wasn't too confident with my hand's ability to get him off, but I knew I could get him aching for something more.
As if we had just realized it, we remembered our faces were right beside each other, practically sharing oxygen. We made eye contact from our positions and our lips met once more, aggressively going back and forth, tongues rolling over each other.
Suddenly, with no warning at all, my hips were handled, and Hachiman spun me around to face him. My hands froze up at the speed at which he went but as soon as they landed on his shoulders and eye contact was reestablished, our lips sought each other once more. Our faces entangled, our hands going wherever they pleased until I felt Hachiman's weight ushering me backwards. I took a few rushed steps back until my calves bumped what felt like my bed and we fell over.
"Oof!" We simultaneously reacted, feeling a large part of his chest squish mine. It was hardly painful, and the event only warranted a shared giggle before we continued our business.
"Hahhh… Y-Yukino." His eyes shot straight into mine, and his hot breath tickled my now-sweaty face.
He was hovering above me with his elbows and forearms as support on the bed, covering either side of my head. "C-Can I put it in?"
…
A nod with agape lips and enraptured eyes was my response, the only one my body could muster in this heart-pumping situation.
It's happening…
I attempted to prepare myself as best I could. I bundled my skirt a little and left the flowing bits dangling off the bedside, and ensuring my hair wasn't being sat on. My private area was probably only barely visible to Hachiman, but he delighted in watching me move for him; I could've sworn his member twitched every time I found my gaze lingering on it, as if impatiently aching to enter me. I also did him the favor of spreading my legs a little. I was rather distressed by the sinful preparation but more than that, I was still eager to continue; with him.
Hachiman shuddered, slowly looking at me in all my sensually undressed glory from the bottom up. It felt as if everywhere his eyes landed was being caressed and teased by a finger titillatingly drifting across; admiring, lusting, and burning my body into his brain.
"Y-You're long past making me blush…" I commented. "Now you're just making me wait."
"M-My bad. This is all just a bit… surreal."
An embarrassed smile colored his lovely face.
"I never thought I'd say this but…" I mustered up what little courage was present and looked right at him. "You're adorable."
"A-Ah… w-well, I'm uh, glad someone in the world thinks so."
My heart dropped as I witnessed his typical awkward shame. I cherish that earnestness; more than he might know.
My hand reached out to his cheek and my nails traced shapes around them. "Don't wait any longer; let us go."
"W-Wait." His eyes dilated as he placed his hands up. "I have some uh, c-condoms in my pocket."
…
"Oh!" I gasped, feeling rather moronic at having forgotten something so crucial. "W-Well then, please hurry."
He went to work, taking out something from his pocket.
"A wallet?" I asked. "You had your wallet on your person while at home?"
"I uh, didn't. Not initially, b-but when I was told to bring you home… you know."
Now that I think about it, I could remember him stuffing something into his pocket after we left his room…
How cheeky.
"Ehehe. I see."
So we were both expecting this…
He quickly took a packet out and ripped one open, revealing the translucent rubber. He took some time unravelling it and properly placing it onto his erection in spite of his obvious nervous energy.
"T-There." He said. "Hope the wait didn't put you off."
I smiled back. "If your face couldn't put me off, I highly doubt some extra time would."
"How evil. I truly have poor taste in girls."
"Clearly, my taste is also questionable, so tell me something I don't know."
With a playful roll of his eyes, he placed his hands on my thighs, directing his hips towards my opening. I quivered, my legs could not find a comfortable position to remain in as they constantly made tiny movements out of anxious excitement.
"Tell me if it's too much, okay?" He whispered, focusing downwards.
"Y-Yes."
I kept my eyes trained there, with the nervousness getting to me and my mind hoping to quell it.
Suddenly, I felt him enter me.
"Ahhhnnn~" I mewled, unfiltered and heavily. I was not prepared for that.
It felt so… shocking at first; something of that girth scraping the inside of my walls was alarming, not to mention surprisingly painful and even a tad invasive. My hands that were on the sides of my head clawed harshly until I felt the bed sheets bundle into my hands like crumpled tissues.
In spite of that, I tried observing him as much as I could. I witnessed the flow of pleasure that travelled through his body and out of his mouth as he moaned, head rolled back and out his extremities as he clamped his hands down on my legs to cope with the novel feeling. As our eyes met, our breath headily and rapidly speeding, we couldn't help but share an idiotic smile.
"Are you okay?" He tenderly asked, his body turning somewhat stiff. "That sound you made was a bit concerning."
Suddenly feeling self-conscious, I shrunk a little. "Was it that loud?"
"Kind of." He said with a bashful smile and rosy cheeks. "B-But if this apartment is as high-end as it looks, we should be fine."
"As long as only you're the only one who hears me."
In spite of the initial pain, I could only feel this connection growing even more intimate. It made me indescribably happy.
"Ahaha," He chuckled in a new, low voice. "But um, I'm not all the way in yet."
"You aren't?" My stomach felt like it twisted and floated. "Well, please give me a few seconds."
I focused on my breathing for a moment; trying to let the pain and discomfort dissipate at least a little before we carry on. It was strange and slightly awkward for me to look at him while the moment came but regardless, I kept looking.
I just couldn't help myself.
"You may continue- Ooohh~"
Hachiman quickly pushed the entirety of his erection inside me. It caught me off guard but it wasn't unpleasant at all, thankfully. In fact, now I am beginning to understand something.
"T-Too fast?" He abruptly blurted.
"Hahhh, N-No."
I suppose it was a good thing he decided to use his fingers on me earlier.
Right now, I felt the walls of my insides tightening themselves to please the entrant. Almost as if my body was being taught to conform to his shape. His member was also reacting to its mere presence within me; it strikingly throbbed and I felt every tiny movement chip away at my will.
"Ngggh~" My toes wantonly curled against my mattress, similar to the condition of my hands.
"Huh." He remarked curiously, or rather as if he realized something.
"W-What is it?" I questioned, my voice sounding a bit haggard.
"N-No blood. I was uh, preparing myself for that."
"None?" I myself was also slightly confused for a moment, but an unfortunate memory entered my brain at precisely the right time. "Ah, right. It um, it tore quite some time ago."
"Huh. Sports incident?" (3)
"Well, something akin to that, but it's… we shouldn't talk about that now."
In reply, Hachiman nodded understandingly. "I won't pry."
"Thank you."
Following that detour, our gazes shared a silent agreement. He started moving his hips; back and forth they went as the trail he blazed inside me granted me more and more of that unique gratification, brought into our senses through every dirty sound of our skin and fluids slapping, and every elated groan we shared. My sensitivity to his stimulation gave me no shortage of joy; my body was having trouble moving as it felt like everything in my brain was wired to focus on what was being done. Despite the intensity being introduced through our genitals, it was almost as if my entire body turned hypersensitive. If he touched me any more than he was, I feel like I would start losing myself.
The entirety of the feeling was incredibly overwhelming to my senses; physical and emotional, but still left me craving more. I wanted to give back to him.
"C-Come here!" I cried out in between his thrusts, raising my hands to his face. "I need…to k-kiss you!"
He swiftly obliged, bending over to meet me where I remained. I kissed him, and our tongues quickly enveloped each other like raging waves in a storm. However, it seemed that he had trouble maintaining the consistency and quality of his endeavors amidst my request; his focus was thrown off slightly and his member disconnected from me. We immediately felt the discomfort and frustration of a paradise cut short.
"W-Wait," I pulled back slightly, my hands pushing on his shoulders. "Are you ok-kay?"
"I… hah, I think there's something wrong with my position; tiring."
We thought about it for a moment; was it his legs? He was kneeling; I doubt that'd be sustainable.
"Maybe…" He thought out loud before lowering his body into mine. "I should… put weight here."
He was bending at a different angle than earlier, which if coming from the position earlier would be rather strange. He was now laying almost directly on me, with his arms elevating and supporting him above my torso rather than his knees carrying his weight. Our body heat was even closer now, and the scent of his sweat and mine was blending together in luscious fashion. Catching the scent only served to wet our appetites.
"I hope this works." He remarked. "It might be an awkward night if it doesn't."
"Aha, indeed. Frustrating as well."
He smiled sweetly. "Okay; I'll start again now."
"Hahhh~ Ahh~"
The angle he was hitting me at must be more optimal, because amidst our drowning in each other, it certainly felt like I was taking in and feeling more of him in I was ecstatic, and meeting Hachiman's eyes made that even more obvious. We kissed again, and this time we were able to keep our sex going as our mouths crashed into each other.
I felt greedy; I felt like even this feeling could be enhanced further. In a brief moment of clarity, I crossed my legs around his waist and locked them as if executing a jiu jitsu hold. My legs were stiff around him, but I felt even closer to him through it; it was worth the strain. The rhythm we set allowed us to give more of ourselves to our vigorously amassing desire. I felt as if we found something completely new and foreign, yet so amazing.
"Y-Yukino…" He muttered in between his gasps for breath. "C-Cumming!"
He intensified his movement before swiftly climaxing; his member twitched and his body weakened. His arms lost their sturdy foundation and his torso slowly fell onto mine. Before I could think to reply, Hachiman was now a tired mass lying on me. The only things resembling an exchange of words were our hot, exerted breaths tingling each other's ears. I wrapped my arms around him and released my legs from his waist; my lower body was rather spent now that the action has slowed down.
"That…" I languidly whispered into his adjacent ear. "That was… ehehe."
"Y-Yeah… but uh, maybe I might've pulled something in my leg."
In spite of his apparent soreness, Hachiman managed to give me a reassuring laugh and composed himself, removing himself from me, much to the disappointing coldness of my newly empty embrace. He slowly removed himself from me, the slight movement of which was still managing to get to me as I myself didn't manage to orgasm. He removed the condom from his person and slowly tried his best to tie it up but failed after some attempts.
"Oh, dear." I laughed. "I think we can just throw that as is."
"You think so…?" He questioned, hands still occupied.
"I can throw all my trash tomorrow morning; it's alright."
"Okay but um, where's the trash- oh."
His eyes wandered before witnessing the trash bin beside the nightstand.
"Allow me." I sent my hand to him and he passed the dirty item to me. I merely stretched out my body and threw it in the bin.
I laid down, the back of my hand found its way to my forehead due to my stamina once again proving detrimental. Looking at my partner, I patted the side of my bed towards the wall and he complied, lying down on his side facing me.
"It's a bit warm in this room, isn't it? I shall fix that." I remarked, feeling like I should've noticed sooner. "I'll just…"
I reached for the remote of the local air conditioning unit and activated it. The slow hum of the cooling air following the digital beeps of the machine.
When I relaxed myself once more by lying down, facing my partner, a surprised expression adorned his face. "Did you also manage to cum?"
"No, but I'm… flattered by your thoughtfulness."
"I didn't think I'd get there that fast…" He mumbled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. "Especially since it's the second time tonight."
That mindfulness of his… I'm rather blessed, aren't I?
"You don't need to worry." I murmured, my comfortable hand sneaking its way onto his chest. "I'd rather not run you to exhaustion."
"Funny." He remarked. "Knowing you, I was thinking you'd be the one to reach that state first."
"...Are you challenging me?"
I smirked, feeling his smug proclamation as if it were a slap in the face.
"Just stating a fact." He commented with an almost irritatingly uncharacteristic grin. "I've observed you for a while; that's what I've been seeing."
"Is that so? Weren't you the one who just tired out?"
My fatigue be damned, the competition, once again, never seems to leave this relationship of ours. I wouldn't have it any other way.
I propped myself up on my arms, finding myself looking down on him.
"Then why don't we continue, hmm?"
Yukino smirked, one of an attractive look of competitiveness and scheming seduction. "We ought to get you nice and…"
She reached over and suddenly grabbed my cock, getting me to squirm under her control. "...Ready."
She crawled over to my crotch and faced me as she was on her hands and knees. She maintained eye contact as she brought her head down and took me into her mouth.
"Nnnnnngggh~" My hips raised a little, still somewhat sensitive after my last orgasm. I could've sworn she was going deeper than she was earlier.
She didn't move too much though; She licked me plenty and swallowed the leftover fluids left from earlier as I was still left at the mercy of her mouth's wet heat. Her long hair cascaded down onto my waist as well, incidentally tickling me. As quickly as she came down on me, she slowly, titillatingly released my member from her mouth before moving up to meet me face to face.
And just like that; ready to go.
"J-Jeez…" Was my only remark amidst the embarrassment I felt. "That got you riled up, huh…"
"I-I…" She pouted, displaying a personality gap wider than I could ever have expected following what I just witnessed. "It just… came over me."
Really makes you think about what 'research' she could have done to get to that kind of teasing. Or maybe, as fitting with her prodigious ilk, she just has a knack for things she is particularly interested in.
"In that case," I chose to say, for… specific reasons. "You can g-go on…"
I'm not a masochist!
The only response she mustered was a subtle nod paired with a less-than subtle grin.
We spent a few seconds merely kissing, massaging our tongues and mouths. Business as usual before she pushed my chest down and traced my neck with kisses, licks, and some sucking that was bound to leave a mark, but I wasn't concerned about that now. My hands quickly moved to her breasts and I gave them a quick squeeze. Yukino hummed in delight but before I went to get to her nipples, she pulled away from me, grabbing my wrists in particular as she sat up on me.
"I…" She nervously darted her eyes a bit. "There was something I was curious about; I didn't want our first time to be strange so I figured I could try it after the fact-"
"Wh-What are you trying to say?"
"K-Keep your hands tucked under your head while I… kiss and play with you."
…
…
…
A thought came to mind: "It's always the quiet ones" they say.
"...Do I at least get to use a pillow?"
"Eh?" She remarked, somewhat scatter-brained before getting there. "Oh, y-yes; please try to be comfortable."
That wasn't very sadistic, but I'm thankful.
Feeling slightly nonplus, I tucked the nearby pillow under my head and kept my hands under it as per her instruction. On the other hand, Yukino had retrieved a hair tie and started putting her hair up into a bun. The angle I was witnessing this from was strangely exciting; I watched as her outstretched slender arms emphasized her slightly puffed out chest, and gave me a good look at the curvature of her body, and the flattering size and shape of her backside. Those same hands that indecently worked me were forming her silky hair into shape, taking the tie dangling from her lips and cross-over the tied hair as necessary to get it into a secure bun.
Everything she was doing; the sides she is showing me tonight… all of them wonderful, sexy, and lovely.
"You're staring at me rather intently." A certain cheeriness held her face, mixed with some flustered expressions as she tucked stray bits of hair behind her ear. "In fact, you've been doing it for well over a year at this point."
"Busted…" I declared, still feeling at a loss from her forward dominance. "But um, I guess I have. Just… hmm."
"Just not like this?"
"Yeah."
Yukino smiled as she bent down, bringing her face to my neck. "Ehehe."
Picking up from where she left off, she drifted her lips and tongue across my bust; alternating between my neck and chest. One hand was left on me while the other painstakingly, yet somewhat clumsily stroked my growing erection. My hands discontentedly clenched, and my legs writhed along in intensifying sexual frustration.
"Ah- Y-Yukino, I want you…" My voice trailed off, threatened to remain unheard amidst her barrage.
As if she was a jungle cat eyeing her prize, she brought herself to my ear.
"Is that so?" She chuckled. "That is quite a powerful statement."
"Yes…"
"No take backs…?"
"...None"
"Then…" She tenderly whispered to me. "Prove it."
It all happened so quickly.
From the moment I teased him, the final straw had been drawn. Hachiman's body moved swiftly to pin me, switching the positions once more as he relentlessly peppered my upper body with his mouth and had his hand go to work teasing the outside of my vagina, with what limited reach he had.
I trembled as he took control of the situation. I didn't want him to wait any longer.
"J-Just…" I hungrily begged. "P-Please put it in again~"
"Um," He hesitated before seemingly getting an idea. "Back up; to the bed frame."
Wordlessly, I used my hands and what little control I had of my legs and core to crawl backwards until my back touched the headboard.
"T-Turn around." He stuttered, almost making me worry.
Regardless, I listened and faced the wall. With my rear exposed to him, it started to feel a bit more anxious since I couldn't see him, only feeling where he might be, though I began to realize that that was a different sensation on its own.
First, my partner took off his pants; I inferred as such when I heard his belt buckle clinking and jeans hitting the floor. Then Hachiman sifted through my skirt to find an opening. Once he found it, the partial, but salacious nudity caused my heart to beat a bit faster. It felt so strange to be… watched in such a manner.
But I trust him.
Sounding like he had a hint of confusion, he said. "I'm uh, I'll put it in now."
Apprehension and lust colored my mood. "H-Hurry."
In spite of my insistence, it seemed like he took a moment to find my opening. He guided his throbbing member, trying to insert it into me but catching only on my outer folds, which only drove me up the walls even further. I desperately put my hands on the headboard and clenched everywhere I could.
"Ngggh~"
I would say he was trying to cruelly tease me, but it seemed like he was genuinely confused by the logistics and kept missing. Though in the midst of this kind of fervor, it was hard for me to discern.
"C-Come on... P-Please put it i-yah!"
Finally, he succeeded, and I felt his penis burrow itself into me, vigorously filling the empty spaces up as I cried out. My walls welcomed him back again, constricting and making him groan in the process. It was such a challenge to put the precise physical sensation into words; I hadn't thought of a word that I thought filled in the blank spaces. I can only assume that means this was its own experience in the most satisfying way.
It truly felt like so.
He pumped in and out of me speedily. I didn't have an inkling of a plan from here except hold on amidst the torrential delight pulsing through my body. It seemed like all I could do was let loose; focus on the feeling of being taken by him in a beastly, primal fashion. His hands had a vice grip around my waist, and stayed there for the sake of our mutual stability, threatening to loosen at any time during our rigorous movement.
"Hah… Hah…" He puffed.
"Ahhhn~, ahh… H-Hachiman?"
The sound of my voice could only be compared to an uninhibited cry, but he sounded as if he was losing steam. I was probably about to throw a little fit but my concern came first. I turned my head as much as I could and saw my partner struggling to continue.
"Phew." He sighed. "S-Sorry; this is… hah, yeah."
"Are you in pain?"
He removed himself from me and sat down on the bed, still clearly erect and in nothing but underwear but catching his breath. "I d-don't think it's serious; just not used to this is all."
"Hmph." I giggled. "What were you saying about me tiring out?"
"Really hitting me while I'm down, huh?"
"I would never…" I joked. "Regardless; you've left me hanging now."
"My bad… now we're both feeling high and dry."
"Don't worry." I reassured him, cupping his face. "Now you lay against the frame."
He nodded and crawled his way over, trading his place with me. Hachiman eased into the position as much as he could while I crawled on top of his legs and kneeled on the bed. Since we were carried away, he took the work onto himself and played dominant. If this was our last round for tonight, I'd like to get a chance.
"Ready?" I asked, possibly too excitedly. "You can place the pillow against your head."
"Alright."
He followed, placing the support on top of the frame. I raised my hips up and tried to situate myself directly onto him. I kept one hand on his shoulder and used the other to hold his penis while I carefully moved.
"Wait, the condo- Ah!" Hachiman suddenly announced before being interrupted by me burying his penis into me.
My heart dropped as I realized what he just said. The instant pang of pleasure I felt when sliding into him was quickly replaced by the knowledge that we went at it without protection just then…
"Oh." I replied. "Aha, it's a good thing at least one of us is still thinking rationally."
"Believe me, it's getting harder every second."
"I… can see why."
Some foolish part of my mind was telling me I could manage to… get a little more out of this. We could go at it for a moment just to experience things in a more exciting fashion; we were already in this position, and clearly very pleased with it.
"Ahh~" Hachiman's head rocked back against the wall, stunned by our position. "C-Careful with your h-hips."
"Nghhh, ahhh~, s-sorry."
Apparently, I had begun to move on him without really thinking. I felt stupid for acting so recklessly, but it just felt so… enrapturing. I powered through my wild desire and removed myself from him, sitting on his thighs but still very near his erection.
"Quickly." I said in my tired voice. "This is only getting more difficult..."
I looked down at his body. I couldn't help but run my hands up and down his torso and crotch, all covered in a light layer of sweat and colored as if his heart had been pumping relentlessly through a rough night.
"You're…" Hachiman said, struggling to remove the condom from its packet. "...really making this harder than it should."
"S-Sorry." My hands froze on his chest.
I was sincerely struggling to hold myself back; I didn't want to come off as needy or bratty. But it seems the floodgates had been unbarred.
This wasn't so hard before…
He slid the condom onto his penis all while we watched; staring intently into each other. It felt as if we had collectively begun losing our higher brain functions with the way this atmosphere was developing.
"Are you ready?" I inquired, somewhat pleased that something about my haggard voice caught his attention.
He placed his hands onto my hips. "Yeah."
Once more, I carefully slid his member into me, and took a moment to endure the incoming feeling. And once we were able to move past it, we started. I must admit, I wasn't precisely sure how to operate in this specific position, but I knew of it. I just had to rely on luck and broken mental images.
To ease things, I started kissing, caressing his shoulders and back while I attempted to get my hips, core and thighs into the activity. Slowly, I made small movements up and down in order not to get us hurt; we already saw how Hachiman had overexerted, and I wanted this to finish the night right. Our excitement grew ten-fold; low moans and groans made their way into our ears. Feeling more confident, I increased the speed.
"Ahhh~" A sound escaped the lips I tried so hard to bite back. "That feels… ohh!"
The forward momentum of my hips required me to firmly plant my hands on his shoulders as I continued to bounce and grind on him. Hachiman was effectively pinned to the headboard, and in his obvious joy, had his head resting against it, seemingly unable to move in his state of bliss.
"Y-Yes… More, Y-Yukino."
His approving vulnerability drew me in; I tried very sloppily to use my hands and mouth on him while he was crying my name out in constant ecstasy.
Hearing such a thing over and over again… It's impossible to resist. I want all of him.
I started riding him faster, and the resulting feeling was troubling my lungs and increasing my fatigue amidst the ever-growing euphoria I was in, but I was determined. I didn't think my walls could tighten around him even more but they did, and the rapid friction of his penis in me was throwing me for a chaotic ride. The sounds coming out of Hachiman were almost completely drowned out by my own embarrassingly ecstatic cries. My hands moved to the wall behind him, and that gave him a full view of my exposed breasts, and the undoubtedly lewd movements of my hips.
"Yukino, mmmmph…"
He practically rammed his face into my neck, feeling especially exhilarated. It was insufferably heavenly as I continued to grind, ride and make love to him all while he was treating my extremely sensitive body like a buffet all for himself. This complete absence of a physical distance between us drove us crazy, disconnected from anything that didn't relate to us; anything beyond this room was nothing to consider in this moment that was solely ours.
Hachiman suddenly pulled down on my hips. "Y-Yukino, I-I'm ahhh, cum-cumming…"
"M-Me t-too! Ahhn~ yes! Please!"
My movement was rapid and erratic; fingers, toes, and every muscle in my body flexing as they felt something brand new. His member twitched and he released all he had into me and I felt myself squeezing every last bit of him as I too reached a passionate climax. This time, it felt so much more intense; all our thickening tension exploded into a world of fiery bliss that forced my back to arch, and my skin to feel a unique, rippling deluge of electricity.
My hands froze on the wall, laboriously attempting to find stability amidst this beautiful chaos. Hachiman remained fatigued and breathless, currently embraced around my torso; forehead leaning against my chest, near my shoulder. In my state, I could at least recognize that much, and I cautiously moved my hands to wrap around his neck, instead finding my rest laying my head beside his.
Even after the shared release, our minds lingered in the aftermath, like the calm, dark morning after a clamorous evening. Just an uncomplicated feeling of calm, tired comfort. I could barely move my legs, although that was fine; I had no desire to separate from this, not from him.
Amongst these messy, sweaty bed sheets was a statement continuing to be written even before coming here. And what we shared was a new, salient addition to it; his deep, low voice that chased my ear and snared my heart, his firm yet delicate hands that traced dozens of paths across my skin, those lips that spoke and delivered affection, his pulsating, thick member full of means and an end to pleasure, and that lovely, handsome face that gave me something to remember; cherish.
And I'll be the only one to have witnessed it.
…
…
…
As I thought, even in this wordless exchange, it felt as if I knew exactly where his mind lay.
Yukino laid her head to rest beside mine and her chest against my own, lethargic yet satisfied; the palpable heartbeats indicative of the new state of things. Every word I thought to utter never left my mouth, for it would only be superfluous in this ephemeral instance. We've said all we've needed to.
Witnessing, no, experiencing that wholehearted emprise was unbelievable. From the moment she took the lead and laid me against the wall, I lost my bearings and found myself in a new place altogether. Everything she did, and everything she was in that almost immaterial instant is now burned into my memory; the gyration of her hips, her arms on the wall behind me that exposed her to me, the sweat trickling down her body like rain on leaves, and the licentiously loving expression painted on her face all throughout.
All of this and so much more that we've yet to see is all of her.
And all of that... shared with me. Only me.
-X-
Spring Blooms Into That Room: Fools In The Rain - Part 2 (END)
(1) A man's refractory period (basically cooldown period for orgasm) varies from person to person, and then some (age, genetics, physical health, etc.). It can last anywhere from a few minutes to over a day. In the case of horny teenage boys, it tends to be on the very short end. Women are also known to experience this downtime period (less common, and lesser known as a result), though typically not for the same reasons men do.
(2) If Yukino seems extra horni, let it be known that some women are known to be a bit more agitated after the first orgasm for scientific reasons I can't get into here. Just a fun fact.
(3) Aside from vaginal intercourse, the hymen may also be worn, stretched, thinned, and possibly torn through intense physical activity such as swimming, cycling and horse-riding. Direct insertion aside from a penis (a finger, a tampon, toys, and so on) may also tear the hymen. In earlier LN volumes, Yukino is said to have "horse-riding" listed under hobbies, so go figure.
Alright alright alright, well that caps off the night in an explosive fashion! Hope you guys are pleased with the results. I myself am rather proud of how it turned out, but I have to admit that there were some things I don't feel too confident about; characterization, pacing, wording and such. But for a first attempt, this was pretty decent, I'd say.
You guys can be the judge of things, however. I always market this series of fanfics as being in-character. But (here comes the excuse oh boi) when it comes to territory that wasn't explored in the source material (that being sex), it's pretty hard and takes more time and double-checking to write confidently. My main fanfic felt more like me expounding on the established canon's events and themes rather than making a new thing entirely; to me, that's why it felt more comfortable to write.
This fic, however, feels more like I'm writing a separate story due to the subject matter. The only thing that I feel gives this connection to my main story is the first few lines of Part 1. But building on the themes of love, connection, understanding, and genuine relationships made in the source material and my fic influenced the way I wrote this story. I try not to see it too much as smut, but as something character driven that happens to have plenty of sexual elements; I hope that came across here. I wanna do these characters justice! With that being said, I tried my best, and this is the end result; hope you guys find it agreeable.
Stay tuned to the original story! Epilogue coming soon. Thank you for the constant support! We're in for the end!
-COMMENTS-
June 3
skyblue454 - well now you can go wild!
GrandSeibaa - horny police is coming for your family (and mine), you unholy weeb
irm280805 - i mean, not what I was going for but I'll take it (giggity)
Amaterasu of The Black Flames - now there's more for you to ehe, *enjoy*. Thank you!
crimsoned03 - ay lmao
BloodySS2God - phew, I'm glad it still seems in character. Thank you!
Guest - LET'S FAWKIN GGGGOOOOOO
Lasrepp - i think now they are nailing it lmao gottem. After all this, I think Yukino may be out on top, but not by a big margin; it could go either way and that's fine.
June 4
Chryshauzer - you think this was smutty? they didn't even hold hands... yet. Also please attend to your deadlines, but thank you.
XxmememasterxX - N I C E
masqq - noice
Guest - writing 69 seems pretty tough from my perspective, but I wouldn't really know as I haven't tried. it seems like an advanced move too, so it didn't feel like it fit. And yeah, Yukino would be both awkward and dominant imo.
Guest - and now you've seen more spicey bits
gauravbansal1999 - well, this was probably a one off but thank you regardless!
June 5
Guest - well sorry, but you aren't gonna find it with me. i'm flattered, though!
June 6
keythecoolguy - beri beri naisu
mayureshadmale - right now.
Harco8059 - I think they nailed each other even more heh. Thank you so much!
LD1021 - thank you! I'm glad I can get someone else in on that thought.
Guest - here ya go
June 7
Zaoldyeck47 - here!
Valkfcan - teasing and foreplay is where all the tension you'll release comes from heheh. Hope this tides over your blue balls.
June 8
Prime586 - Oooh okay I see what you mean. First, thanks for offering a reasonable critique! The way I was thinking of him grabbing her head wasn't to make her gag, but because he kinda lost himself in it and found it as stability and gave into temptations. Hence why he apologizes profusely; it was a poor, spur of the moment decision that he paid for, which luckily Yukino was patient about. IRL I do agree on it probably killing the mood but to that I say 1) these are horny teenagers, 2) they are horny FICTIONAL teenagers and 3)I think it shows the awkward mistakes for first timers. Now mind you, this was all the way I was thinking of things though, if that's how you interpret these things, then that's fine, maybe it's a deficiency on my end; I'm not trying to save face, just wanna engage with you on that! Anyway, thank you for speaking up honestly! I still stand by my writing, but I appreciate your criticism regardless.
June 10
Guest - well, kinky, sure but still pretty awkward about it. that's how I approached things, anyhow.
