Mizore let out a very pleasant little moan at the kiss on her neck that she received from Shota before looking at him with a gaze that seem to indicate that she wanted more clothing to disappear off of his body. And happily, he began to comply with the order her lusting gaze seemed to command.

The first item to be removed was his tie, which he slowly undid in front of her before placing it on the chair beside the bed they'd moved to sitting on. He hated ties, in truth. So removing it was both an act of seduction as well as a personal comfort as whilst he did like it a bit rough, especially from a woman, feeling like he was choking wasn't for him.

The second item to be subtracted was his belt. After undoing it, he placed the buckle end in a very confused Mizore's hand as she soon understood what was occurring as he started walking backwards, the belt eventually coming off of him revealing his underwear style. He didn't care what it was, but from Mizore's gaze at the considerable size of his bulge and the deeply juxtaposing understatement of a large bulge being covered by white briefs with the Mini car brand on the front of said briefs.

"Crap. I wore the Mini ones today, they'll come off in a moment!" said Shota, himself looking at a deeply aroused Mizore who was already making his cock rock hard despite not revealing her body at all to him just yet.

The final item to come off with his hand was his shirt, which he lifted without unbuttoning. He would have unbuttoned his shirt normally but all sense of logic had disappeared as the lust began to affect him. Less horny Shota would figure it out later but he needed to fuck Mizore really badly right now.

As for Mizore, well… she couldn't wait and no sooner had he began to lift his shirt off of his fine Kartvelian skin had she formed two ice claws and tore off his underwear. He looked at her face and then immediately understood why a gasp had formed on her face. See, when a man gets bored and horny he likes to think that he's hung so usually, at some point he'll measure his penis to see if he can brag. Most men generally lie and say that they're hung like hell only to be told that they are incorrect. But not Shota. He measured himself lengthwise once and from hilt to tip, measured just over 19 centimetres long. If math served correctly, that equalled 7.5 inches, which seemed to be the correct unit for penile bragging.

Once Mizore had done her striptease in front of him, and he'd rubbed himself slowly as she'd done do, he went over to her and kissed her deeply and passionately, with his left hand wrapped around her waist and his right feeling her… well, there wasn't a word to describe how he found her ass. Flawless and utterly perfect were terms that felt lacking to him as he led her back to the bed, laying her down with a satisfying swiftness that wasn't too fast or too slow. Shota knew vaguely what he was doing as he spread apart Mizore's legs and lightly rubbed her eager pussy.

"My my… it looks like my Snow Queen really wants to receive her man for the first time of many." Shota said, whilst climbing between her legs and then placed the tip of his shaft against her pussy. "Ready?"

When Mizore nodded, Shota slowly pushed in until he was all the way inside her. Then, whilst gently getting into a position where he could go faster, he laid down on her stomach as he began to thrust slowly. This was to make sure she wasn't in pain. As he began thrusting and rocking, he began to hold her with one hand just under her shoulder as the other caressed her breasts as she began moaning in pleasure. Shota was making her feel unbelievably good, there was no doubt about that. And to hell with dating, he was hers and she was going to make everyone know it.

"Oh… Mizore… you're feeling so good around me… ayayayayay…" said Shota, mid-thrust.

"Shota, I'm yours~ You're making me the happiest in the world~" moaned Mizore.

As Shota went back and forth, providing pleasure to the pair of them, he found his groove in it, a pace he could keep at for a reasonable length of time. This thrusting tempo was a consistent and precise 120 beats per minute. Yes, it was fast but at this rate, with Mizore, well… a gym would never see him. And oh boy, was he working hard for it.

Mizore, on the other hand was having a rather different experience. She'd been moaning constantly and in the fog of lust and sex, had fallen harder for him. I'm going to marry him… Mother, he's going to marry me. Look at his face, he's so cute when he's making me feel this good~! Thought Mizore, as she wrapped her arms and legs around his body out of wanting to feel more pleasure from him.

The pleasured whimpers and moans that arose from Shota's pleasuring of Mizore were causing bliss for the pair of them. Time was of no concern, feeling good was all that mattered. With the constant thrusting, and the pleasured moans, did it really matter if either was experienced? No, it didn't. Both had been virgins beforehand, with Shota not really knowing quite what he was doing. It didn't help that in her pleasure, Mizore's hand went onto her phone for the briefest of moments.

"Mizore, I feel so close~! I'm yours, Mizore!" shouted Shota, as he reached close to his orgasm. He had no stamina, so this one round was probably his only one.

"Shota, I love you!" replied a very pleasured Mizore as she achieved her first orgasm with him. The moment she did, he shot his load and fell onto her with a pleasured sigh.

"…"

"…"

"I see. Mizore, you'll marry this Shota person in a week's time."

Mizore, in a post-coital clarity looked at her phone and went pale as she saw who that was that had spoken. In her rush for her orgasm, she'd dialed Tsurara Shirayuki, who she'd listed in her contacts simply as Mother. Oh dear. Shota, please don't get annoyed…

She showed Shota the screen on her phone and this caused Shota to go into a wild blush. What kind of stuff had he gotten himself into? He didn't want to say no, nor did he want to upset either of them. So he went to the option that made the most sense for him.

"Sure, but I get her name."

CHAPTER 3 IS UP! Surprise, the two lovebirds are engaged now because dammit, I want to write a wedding!