Kotonoha woke up. She felt something hard poke at her butt.

"Hm. You awake?" a sleepy voice asked.

"Yeah. You seem to be awake as well." She rubbed her butt against his erection.

"Well this is your fault," he argued.

"My fault?"

"If there wasn't such a hot girl lying topless next to me, I wouldn't be so hard."

"Oh, poor boy," she teased him.

"You should take care of it."

"Not in the mood," she lied.

There wasn't a single morning when she didn't wake up with soaking wet panties, but Makoto didn't know that. And she wasn't about to give him what he wanted straight away, even if she wanted it as well.

"I'm dying here," Makoto complained.

"You'll survive."

"Didn't you say you would always take care of it?"

She took a deep breath. "I'm not your sex slave, Makoto. I may have said that, but I felt guilty about some things. You're twisting and abusing every word I said. Sometimes I want to do it and sometimes I don't. You should respect that as well. I believe you also said you would never force me. So how does it work if I don't want to do it? That would be forcing, wouldn't it?"

"It feels like you're mad at me," he said.

"I'm sorry for the way I said it and the drama I caused around it, but I did mean it. I was very insecure before and you took advantage of that."

"I-"

"No, please." She turned to him. "Let me finish. I believe you. I believe that you did not do it on purpose. I believe that you love me and you really care about me. I understand that you're probably insecure as well and you don't want to harm me."

"But?"

"But this has to stop. I don't want to suck you off every day. I don't think I should ask before I do it, I think you should just be glad I'm doing that for you. Because yes, I am doing it because you like it. I'm not getting much out of it myself. I don't want you to tell me when I can or cannot masturbate. I don't want you touching my breasts all the time. And if… if I don't want to swallow your cum I shouldn't have to. You're controlling me too much, Makoto, it makes me feel uncomfortable. That's why I freaked out when you asked me to wear that dress. It felt like you were trying to control me more."

"Well, you-"

"No, please. I'm not blaming you for anything. I want you to understand that. I'm really sorry I got angry at you. And I can see how some things I said could have caused misunderstandings. It's my fault for not communicating properly with you. That's why I wanted you to punish me last night."

He nodded.

"Just know that you're gonna have to respect me a little more. I know you're frustrated, but I'm not gonna go down on you on command, Makoto. You wouldn't like it if I asked that from you, would you?"

"Well you don't know that," he argued. "You never asked me."

"Oh, fine. Go ahead then. Go down on me, right now."

"Fine."

He touched the waistband of her pants.

"No," she stopped him. "Just your mouth. And close your eyes, I don't want you to see it. In fact, get on your back, I'm gonna get on top of you."

"Stop that."

She smiled. "Is there a problem?"

"I'm not your…"

"Plaything?"

He sighed. "You've made your point. Even so, if I'm in the mood and you do nothing, it's very frustrating."
"I understand that. But I'm still not your plaything, Makoto."

"That's clear now, thank you. But you are my girlfriend."

"So?"

"So instead of lying there saying you're not in the mood, how about you suggest something else?"

"That…"

"It doesn't have to be sexual or something," he assured her. "Just do something that's not lying there being hot and telling me I can't do anything."

She smiled softly. "Fair enough. So you want me to distract you a little?"

"Rather than enjoying my suffering."

"Okay then." She leaned in and kissed him.

He was very surprised at that.

Kotonoha quickly moved to tongue kissing.

Hesitantly, he wrapped his arm across her waist and pulled her closer.

As they made out, her hand slowly trailed down over his chest. She stopped at his belly button.

"Kotonoha."

"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I'm not your plaything either. Stop teasing me like that."

"You want me to touch it?"

"You know I do."

"Hm," she pondered. "No."

"Kotonoha."

"Do it yourself," she ordered.

"What?"
"You heard me. Pull down your boxers and start masturbating."

He paused for a second. "Fine. But you're doing it as well."

"Fair enough."

She got on her back next to him and pulled down her yoga pants and panties. Makoto took off his boxers.

Kotonoha held his hand.

They both started to masturbate slowly. Kotonoha had to use her left hand since she held Makoto's hand with the other one.

They couldn't see each other because both were under the blankets, but she could hear the lewd noises. Especially from herself.

"You're pretty wet for someone who wasn't in the mood," he accused her.

She bit her lip. "I kinda enjoyed teasing you to be honest."

"You're a total sadist."

"Do you mind?"

"Yes, actually I do." He sighed. "But I guess there's not much I can do about it."

"You could stop complaining and start making out again."

"I'll settle for that." He leaned towards her and kissed her again.

She let go of his hand. "You can touch my chest if you want to. But be gentle."

"Okay."

He started softly rubbing her chest with his free hand.

Makoto starting moving his kisses down to her neck.

"Hey, don't-"

"Shh," he shushed her. He moved down and started kissing her breasts.

"Ye. So demanding."

Makoto sucked on her nipples.

Kotonoha suppressed a moan.

"You're so hot." He kept working on her breasts.

Her barriers were breaking down.

"Makoto," she breathed hard. "I want to switch."

"Huh?"
"Our hands. I'll jerk you off and you can…" she blushed heavily.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. But… be gentle okay?"
"Always."

She moved her wet fingers to his cock. Makoto brought his own hand over to her. He massaged her thighs for a bit and then moved to the middle.

"Oh, wow." That felt incredible.

"You really missed out, didn't you?"

"Maybe."

He softly explored her. His fingers quickly found her sensitive spots. She started jerking him harder.

"Kotonoha, I'm gonna," he grit his teeth.

She slowed down immediately. "Not yet. You haven't gotten me off yet."

He redoubled his efforts.

Kotonoha threw back the covers. They could see each other completely now.

Soon, she felt her own orgasm approaching.

"I'm close," she said.

"I've been close for the last five minutes," he said.

"Let's do it together while we kiss."

"Okay. Ready?"

"I'll count down," she said as they both sped up. "Three… two… one…"

They moaned in each others mouth as they both came.

When they both stopped shaking, they slowed down their movements and then finally stopped.

Kotonoha looked at him.

"You made a mess," she said.

It had spurted over his chest and belly. And a bit on her hand as well.

"Your fault."

"Well it's good you're making a mess of yourself for a change. Now you know how I feel when you cum all over me."

"I imagine it feels better for you."

He embraced her.

"Hey-"

She sighed. Now she was dirty as well.

"Let's take a shower together," he said.

"Guess I've got no choice now."

"Indeed."

Makoto scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom.

They showered together. It took a lot longer than was strictly needed.

When they were done, both of them got dressed. They went down to the living room where Sekai was still sleeping.

Makoto approached her. "Sleepyhead? Wake up, sleepyhead." He shook her awake.

Sekai opened her eyes. "Too early," she complained.

"It's midday actually," he said. "And I believe you wanted to go shopping with Kotonoha."

"Can't that wait until tomorrow?"

"I'm going dancing with Makoto-kun tomorrow," Kotonoha said.

"All day?" Sekai asked, sceptical.

"Makoto wants to hang out afterwards."

"Oh, I see. 'Hang out'."

"Well what was your plan?" Makoto asked. "Lazing around here all day?"

"Yes. But apparently the two lovebirds would like to be alone."

"Indeed," Kotonoha confirmed.

"Okay then." Sekai got up. "Let's go shopping."

"Are you coming with us, Makoto-kun?" Kotonoha asked.

"He can't come with us," Sekai protested.

"If Makoto wants to come with us, he can," Kotonoha said. "Or I'm not going either."

"Kotonoha, I need a bra."

"I thought you were close friends?"

"It's okay," Makoto said. "I have some homework to catch up on anyway. I'll wait here until you're back. If that's okay."

"Of course. But if you want to come you can-"

"It's fine," he insisted. "Have fun."

"Okay then. I miss you already, Makoto-kun."

"Me too."

They kissed.

From the corner of her view, she saw Sekai roll her eyes.

Kotonoha stretched the kiss for while to annoy her more.

Then, finally, she broke it off and went to the hallway to put on her shoes.

Sekai said nothing.

They went to the station and took the train to Sakakino Hills.

"I'm sorry," Sekai said. "I uhm… I went to Makoto behind your back last night. But I was just… worried."

"About what?"

"I just thought you were a little obsessed with Makoto. Your relationship seemed a bit… uneven."

It probably was pretty uneven. "Yeah, I understand that it may have looked like that." But that had changed now.

"You said you needed his permission to go out."

"I don't," Kotonoha assured her. "I'm free to go wherever I want."

"But it sounded like that," Sekai argued. "Even so, I talked with Makoto and he was pretty clear. And regardless, it's none of my business. He's your boyfriend, not mine. You just seemed a bit insecure and I was worried Makoto was taking advantage of that."

"Makoto would never do that." Not on purpose that is.

Kotonoha did believe he had taken advantage of her insecurities, but he had done that unconsciously. Makoto wanted the best for her, of that she was completely certain.

"I know. Sorry. I just… I wanted to confirm for myself."

"He's your friend," Kotonoha said. "You know he would never do that."

"I don't know. When he sees a nice girl he…"

"You should trust your friend. Have you apologised to him?"

"Uhm, no."

"Well you should," Kotonoha told her. "You don't accuse your best friend of anything unless you have solid evidence, Sekai."

"I'll make it up to him," Sekai said. "Don't worry."

"Okay."

"Maybe I can give him a striptease as well?"

Kotonoha turned bright red. "H-He told you about that?"

Sekai smiled. "No. You did, just now."

"What?"

"I had a suspicion from Makoto. And you've just confirmed it."

"I hate you," she said.

"Love you too, Kotonoha."

Their train stopped.

Kotonoha got out.

"Hey," Sekai said.

"You're so mean," Kotonoha complained.

"Come on, girls should discuss this. Besides, I want to help."

"What?"

"Are you really gonna give him a striptease?"

Kotonoha looked away. "I promised."

She wasn't his plaything, not anymore, but a promise was a promise. Makoto had kept his word, she should do the same.

"And do you have an outfit? If you're gonna do it, you should do it right."

"I'm working on it," she avoided.

"Oh, if only there was someone who was best friends with Makoto. Who knows exactly what kind of outfits he would like," Sekai said. "Oh well, good luck, Kotonoha."

"Hey."

"What?"

Kotonoha played with her fingers. "Will you help me pick something out?"

"Of course. That's what friends are for. But I thought you were mad at me? Wasn't I mean? Didn't you hate me?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I would never say something like that. Can you prove that?"

Sekai chuckled. "Come on. But first you're helping me pick out a bra."

"Sure."

They walked into Sakakino Hills.

"I'm home," Kotonoha announced.

Makoto closed his notebook very fast. "Oh, welcome back."

"Hm. Something to hide?" She put down her bags on the table.

"No."

"Then you don't mind if I…" she tried to take the notebook but he pulled it away.

"Please respect my privacy," he said.

"Privacy? I thought you were making homework?"

"So?"

"I won't copy your math answers, Makoto."

"This is my notebook," he insisted.

"You're weird."

He looked at the bags. "So, buy anything interesting?"

She pulled away the bag. "Maybe."

He smiled. "I thought you just went shopping?"

"This is…"

"Private?"

She turned red. "It's a surprise. You can't see it yet."

"Okay then."

She went upstairs to hide her bags. Then, she came back down.

"Are you gonna stay for the weekend?" she asked.

He shrugged. "Why not? I have to be here Sunday anyway for the dance lesson."

"Yeah. So, what do you want to do?"

He shrugged again. "Whatever you want, Kotonoha."

"Uhm, maybe we could watch a movie?"

"Sure."

They relocated to the couch. They were sitting further apart than usual.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked.

"No," he said.

"Okay then. Is horror okay?"

"Yeah, sure."

She started the movie.

She must have done something wrong. Makoto seemed down.

"You could have come with us on the shopping trip," Kotonoha said. "If you wanted to."

"I'm fine."

"You don't seem fine." She paused the movie.

With a sigh he shifted closer and took her hand. "Look, Kotonoha. I don't know how to put this, but…"

"Wait." She felt really scared all of a sudden.

"Kotonoha?"

"Can I say something first?" She had a guess what the problem was.

"Uhm, sure."

"I'm really sorry about this morning."

He paused. "How so?"

"Well I was… I was a bit dominant, wasn't I?"

"Yeah. You were."

"Was that uncomfortable for you?"

He let out a sigh of relief. "Yes. That's what I wanted to say."

"Sorry. I got a bit carried away. I just wanted to make it clear that I'm not your plaything."

"You made your point. But it's not the other way around either."

She looked at him. "I'm fine with doing all these things for you, Makoto. I like making lunch for you every day. I like going down on you. It's pretty fun for me as well. And I want to see you happy. But sometimes it's a bit much and you need to back off a little."

"Okay. I get that."

"You know what, let's forget about this movie for a while." She turned off the tv.

"Kotonoha?"

"Can you get us drinks? I'll be right back."

"Okay."

Kotonoha went to her room and got changed. She picked up the flashdrive she had prepared and went back down.

When she returned, she found Makoto sitting in the couch.

"Wow," he said.

Kotonoha smiled. "You like it?"

"Yeah."

Kotonoha wore a plaid skirt in red and black and a white blouse. At the bottom it had been tied into a knot which exposed part of her belly. She had short white socks on.

"Thanks." She picked up her glass and drank.

"Are you gonna do what I think you're gonna do?" he asked.

"Yes."

"So you did pick a school girl uniform after all?"

"Indeed." She shoved the coffee table aside.

His eyes widened.

"Just lean back and watch me, Makoto," she said.

"That was my plan."

Kotonoha walked over to the sound system below the tv.

She bend over from her waist to insert the flashdrive.

Her skirt was pretty short so it was almost certain Makoto could see her red panties. Actually it was certain, she had tried this in front of the mirror.

Kotonoha pressed play and stood back in front of him.

The music started slowly.

She danced the way she practised before.

After some warm up, she very slowly started to undo the buttons of her blouse, one by one. Her sexy red bra was revealed slowly. Before she was even halfway, he started to shift in his seat.

She smiled. "Already hard huh? I'm nowhere near finished though."

"You're very good," he said. Makoto opened up his pants to give himself some more room.

Kotonoha kept going. She was going incredibly slow. By the time the buttons were open and the knot untied they were already three quarters down the song. She spend the final part of the song taking it off fully and dropping it in front of him.

He frowned. "The song is over, you-"

A new song faded in.

"I'm prepared," she said. "You didn't think this would be over in a few minutes, did you? I'm gonna give you a proper striptease."

"Please do."

She continued. First, she took off her cute little socks and then she started playing around with her skirt. It was a long time before that was off as well. She was on the third song when she started on her bra.

Sweat was covering her entire body. The music was getting faster as she progressed through the songs and her movements got wilder.

She kept her breasts hidden as long as possible before finally showing them at the end of the third song.

During the last song, she took off her panties.

When it was over, she knelt down between his legs, fully naked now. She was breathing pretty hard.

"Kotonoha, you…"

"Did you like that?" she asked.

"You must have danced for at least twenty minutes."

She blushed. "Twenty-two. And twenty-eight seconds."

"Wow."

"I wanted to do it properly," she explained.

"Well I'm very impressed."

"Thanks. But I'm not yet done." She reached and and rubbed him over his boxers. "I'd be cruel to get you all hard and then stop."

"True. So what are you gonna do with that?"

"Well first I'm gonna get it all wet. And then I want you to stand up and fuck my breasts until you cum all over them."

"Hm. I like that idea."

"Let's get started then."

She took out his cock and started sucking. She took it very slow.

"Ye," he said. "You're not yet done teasing me, are you?"

"That's right."

She kept up her slow sucking for a full minute.

"Okay, I think it's wet enough now."

Makoto got up and positioned his cock between her breasts. She pressed them together hard.

"Go ahead," she said.

That was all he needed to start fucking them hard. All the teasing had gotten him very worked up and he no longer had the patience for slow things.

He was being very rough, but she didn't mind. Besides, he would hardly last two minutes at this point.

After about half a minute of steady fucking, he suddenly came. It came out which more force than usual. The first rope of cum shot up high and hit her left eye.

"Ah." She rubbed her eye as he covered her chest.

"Sorry," he said.

"It's okay." She slowly opened her eye again. It stung a bit.

Kotonoha took his cock in her mouth and suckled on it until it was soft again.

With a satisfying pop, she took it out of her mouth.

He showed a satisfied smile.

"Give me one sec, okay?"

Kotonoha hurried away to the kitchen and washed out her eye.

She heard him enter as well.

"Sorry."

"No, no, you didn't do it on purpose. It's my fault for teasing you for so long."

"Still, it must hurt to get it in your eye."

She turned off the tap. "Well you can make it up by showering with me and cleaning it all off."

"Sounds good."

They relocated to the bathroom and showered together. Their second shower today.

"You were amazing, Kotonoha," he said. "I'm very impressed."

"Thanks. You're still mad about this morning?"

"Did something happen this morning?"

She chuckled. "Not that I know of."