Makoto got off the train.

"Hey." He kissed her. "You look good."

"You too," she said.

Makoto had put on a suit. It looked a lot like the suit he wore in some of her dreams.

"Hm." His eyes roamed over her body.

"What's wrong?" Kotonoha asked. She suppressed a smile.

"Nothing. I'm just wondering."

"About what?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"Well," he said slowly. "You're wearing your red dress, you put your hair up and you have heels on."

Kotonoha bit her lip. "So?"

"So I can't help but wonder what you're wearing beneath that dress."

"Oh, don't worry," she smiled. "You'll find out when we get to the point where I have to lift up my dress and show everyone."

He shook his head. "I guess if you didn't wear panties, I'd have no way of knowing."

"That's right," she confirmed. "Poor boy."

"You know I'll take revenge, right?"

"Oh, I'm scared," she teased him.

"You should be." He moved closer.

"In any case, my parents are waiting for you. We should go."

"Okay."

Makoto took her hand.

Together, they walked to her house.

Kotonoha opened the door.

"It's no fair," a voice said in the distance.

"Come on, Kokoro-chan," another voice replied.

Makoto's eyes widened. "Is that…"

"Yep."

They entered the living room.

"Sekai?" Makoto said. "What are you doing here?"

"Babysitting," Sekai said. "You look handsome."

"I don't need a babysit," Kokoro said. She crossed her arms.

"Who else are you gonna play games with?" Sekai asked. "Come on, Kokoro-chan. Dinner is super boring. You have to sit still, wait hours for your food-"

"It's a matter of principle," Kokoro said. "I'm always left out."

"When you're older you can-"

"What do you think, Makoto-kun?" she turned to him. "You think I can come with you guys, right?"

"Well, uhm…"

"That's enough Kokoro," a new voice said.

Makoto turned. "Oh, good evening… uhm…"

"Just Manami," she said.

"O-Okay, Manami."

"Where is that husband of mine?" she went back upstairs.

"Stop gawking at my mom," Kotonoha whispered.

"I'm trying to predict how you'll look in the future."

She smiled. "Nice save."

To be fair, she didn't really blame him. Her mom wore a yellow dress that showed a ridiculous amount of cleavage. Not to mention her bust was even bigger than hers. Manami's bras were custom made because no store sold her size.

Not long after, Manami returned with her dad.

"Good evening, sir," Makoto said. He held out his hand.

"We have to go," her dad replied. "We'll be late."

Without looking at them, he walked out.

"Well that's a good start," Makoto mumbled.

She sighed inwardly. Looks like her concerns were on point.

They all got into the car.

Kotonoha ended up next to Makoto in the backseat. Her dad was driving.

"I can't believe you asked Sekai to babysit," Makoto said.

"Mom asked if I knew anyone and… well, you know. Sekai said she always wanted a little sister."

Makoto put his hand on her thigh.

"What are you doing?" she whispered.

"Just checking something," he whispered back.

His hand slid beneath her dress.

"Makoto."

"Careful. You don't want them to notice, do you?"

She turned as red as her dress.

Sure, her parents were looking ahead and it was too dark to see them, but still, this was so wrong. He couldn't do this here.

His hand moved even higher up. He was almost touching it.

"Please, Makoto-kun," she pleaded.

"If you don't want me to, why are you opening your legs?"

"No," she clarified. "Please… do it."

This was all wrong, and somehow, that made it feel right. She didn't want him to stop at all.

"Do what?"

"You know what."

"You mean this?" He moved his hand further up and touched her…

Kotonoha bit her tongue. She couldn't make any sound or her parents would notice.

"Hm. No panties after all?" He slowly rubbed his fingers over her clit.

Kotonoha couldn't reply. She was too busy controlling herself.

"Are you scared now?" he asked.

"Yes." She was panting.

"Good."

He pushed his middle finger inside of her. She cursed under her breath.

"So," Manami said. "I heard you're working on the committee as well?"

Fuck. She had almost forgotten her parents were still here.

Makoto didn't stop though.

"That's right," her boyfriend replied casually. "Tanaka broke his leg, so I'm replacing him."

"Sounds fun. Not the leg breaking, just that you'll be together with Kotonoha."

"Yeah. Don't you think so, Kotonoha?" He turned towards her.

Reply. She had to reply.

"Y-Yes. R-Really fun." She tried to make it sound like her boyfriend wasn't fingering her pussy right now.

"Are you okay, Kotonoha? You sound weird."

"I-I'm fine. I think I… I have a cold."

"Actually you're pretty hot," Makoto whispered.

"We're almost there," her dad said.

Makoto retracted his hand. "Now my fingers are all dirty."

"Sorry."

Kotonoha felt a strange urge to…

She checked her parents. They wouldn't notice.

Kotonoha bend down and took his fingers in her mouth. She was surprised at how much she liked her own taste.

"Kotonoha? What are you doing?" her mom asked.

"I dropped my earring."

"It's too dark, you won't find it."

"Got it."

She sat back up and pretended to put her earring back in.

They arrived at the restaurant.

Her dad parked the car and they all got out.

Her legs were shaking a little. Makoto had really overdone it.

Kotonoha was glad when she could sit down again at their table.

"So," her dad said. "What are your plans?"

"For what?" Makoto asked. "Dinner?"

"I mean long term," he clarified.

"So, dessert?"

"Makoto," Kotonoha said. "You know what he means. After school."

"Oh, ye. I haven't really thought about it yet. What about you, Kotonoha?"

"Oh, uhm… well…"

"Dear," Manami said. "Don't pressure them so much."

"I just want to know who my daughter is going out with."

They were interrupted by the waiter.

All in all, dinner didn't go that badly. Her dad was critical the whole time, but her mom kept him in check as much as she could.

In retrospect, the dinner itself wasn't that bad. The nightmares were much worse.

"Kotonoha? Hey, gorgeous."

"Huh? Ah, sorry. I got distracted."

Right, they were getting things ready for the festival. It was only a week away, she had to focus.

"Well, was I the source of your distraction? Cause that would be totally understandable."

"Of course you were."

He put his box down and embraced her. His lips found hers.

Their kiss quickly got more serious.

Needing more, Kotonoha pushed him back.

He hit the racks hard.

"Aw, be careful." Makoto rubbed his elbow.

"Sorry."

"You're acting weird, Kotonoha. Ever since dinner with your dad. It didn't go that bad, right?"

"No, it's… I've been having nightmares lately."

"Hm. About what?"

"My dad. He always… he forbids me from seeing you, he grounds me. Those kind of things," she said. "But it's really no big deal."

"He'll come around. You're worrying too much, Kotonoha."

"Sorry."

"Anyway, we should go."

They picked up their boxes again and went outside.

"So your class is doing a haunted house?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Sounds fun."

She shrugged.

"Something wrong?"

"Nothing," she avoided.

"Tell me," he insisted.

She stopped walking. "They're letting me do all the work."

"What?"

"It's really-"

"I'll fix it," he said. "Don't worry."

He continued walking.

"You really don't have to," Kotonoha said.

"But I will do it anyway."

She smiled faintly. "Thanks."

It was quiet for a moment.

"There's something else." She thought about the Break Room.

"Hm?"

"Actually, never mind."

"Kotonoha," he insisted.

"No, this time it's really nothing."

"Okay then."

They reached their destination.

"Ah, there you are," Setsuna said. "You sure took your time."

"It wasn't easy to find the storage room," Makoto said. He put down the box.

"Fine, fine. We need more chairs as well."

"On our way."

He went back to the storage room with Kotonoha.

There were folding chairs here as well.

"This is gonna take a while," he said.

"Yeah."

They spend another hour moving things around and hanging up posters.

By then it was already pretty late. The rest could wait until tomorrow.

They walked to the station together.

"You wanna come over tonight?" Makoto asked her.

"Yeah, sure."

"What do you tell your dad when you come over?" he asked.

"That I'm sleeping with a friend. Sekai is covering for me."

"Smart."

She doubted her dad was convinced, but what was he supposed to do? He knew she was with Makoto, but he couldn't prove it, so it would just look like he didn't trust her if he said something.

They went to Makoto's house. As usual, there was no one home.

"Uhm, Makoto?"

"Hm?"

"Sorry again for uhm… pushing you against the racks. Does it still hurt?"

"Not anymore. But…"

"What?" she asked.

"How would you feel if I pushed you against a wall?"

She felt a jolt of excitement go through her body. "Ye, I don't know." Seduction crept into her voice. "Only one way to find out I guess."

"True." He pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard.

Kotonoha put her hands on his back, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. His other hand fondled her chest hard.

She kissed him harder.

It had been a while since they had last been alone. By now, it was too cold to eat lunch on the roof so they were forced to eat it in the cafeteria. And you couldn't fool around much there.

Makoto pushed his knee up between her leg.

She found herself grinding on it while they tongue kissed.

This was really getting out of hand.

He moved down to kiss her neck.

Makoto still held her hands, so she was completely helpless.

Then, he finally released her and took a little step back.

Kotonoha was breathing hard.

"You okay?" he asked.

"No. Why did you stop?"

"Well I…"

She tried kissing him, but he held her off.

"Look, Kotonoha," he said. "This is getting out of hand."

"That's the plan," she said. Why couldn't he just kiss her again?

"No, I mean…" he sighed. "I want to do it."

"Me too." She tried to kiss him again, but he stopped her.

"I mean do it," he clarified. "Not just fool around a little, I want to… I want to have real sex with you."

"Oh."

"So while I still have some restraint left…"

"Yeah, I understand. I'm sorry."

She sat down on a kitchen chair.

He sat down opposite of her.

"Why…" he hesitated. "Never mind, stupid question."

"No, no. I understand you want to know."

"But there's no logical explanation, is there? If you don't feel ready there's nothing you can do about it."

She sighed. "Can you ever feel ready? What does that mean? You've ever felt ready for an exam?"

"No."

"But you have to do it anyway, don't you?"

"This is different," he argued. "You don't 'have to'. I mean, there's no deadline."

Well, the deadline would probably be Makoto's patience.

"Even so…" she hesitated.

"I don't want to force myself upon you. We'll get there, eventually. Until then, we'll just make do in other ways. Like we've done so far."

"Okay," she said. Kotonoha got up and sat on his lap, facing him. "Where were we?"

"I think you were just about to go down on me," he said.

"Was I? I thought it was the other way around?"

"Oh, you're right." He lifted her up and put her on the table.

"M-Makoto," she protested weakly.

Her boyfriend reached down beneath her skirt.

"Y-You can't."

He stopped. "Why not?"

"Your kitchen table is… we better go to the bedroom."

"Okay."

He lifted her up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom.

Makoto carefully put her down on his bed.

They started kissing again. Soon, he was on top of her. His hands slowly unbuttoned her blazer and blouse as they kissed. He only stopped kissing her when all the buttons were open.

"Hm." He looked at her bra.

"Y-You like it?" she asked. She had picked it out for him.

"Yeah."

"I hoped so."

He fondled her breasts over her lacy white bra.

"Makoto?"

"Hm?" he kissed down her collarbone.

"Do you really want to… do that? You've never done it before."

He looked up at her. "Do you want me to?"

"I… I don't know," she admitted. "It sounds a bit selfish."

"Well you've done it to me quite a lot."

"Yes, but… that's different. You're ready to have real sex, I'm not. So it's really up to me to… I don't know."

"I think I get what you mean," he said.

"Okay."

"So…"

"What if I did it first?" she suggested.

"How so?"

"Well, I'll give you a blowjob and make you come and then you… return the favor."

"Or we could do it at the same time," he proposed.

She blushed. "I-I don't think I'll be able to focus then."

She knew from experience she already had a hard time if she was touching herself so if he used his tongue on her, she would probably be completely gone.

"Yeah, you're right," he said.

"So, what do you think?"

"It's good. Now, are we gonna talk about it for three more hours or-"

She broke off his sentence by kissing him. "So needy."

"In my defense, there is a sexy girl in my bed. And I can see her bra."

She took off her blazer and blouse. "You want to see her without a bra?"

"Yeah."

With a smile, she reached back and unhooked her bra.

He admired her breasts for a brief second and then started sucking on them.

"Ye, Makoto. It's my turn first."

She pushed his shirt upwards.

He let her take it off completely.

Kotonoha pushed her boyfriend down on the bed. She kissed his neck and then trailed her kisses down. She kept going down slowly. When she reached his belly, she undid his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free.

Kotonoha kept going further down along his pubes. She kissed the sensitive tip of his cock.

"You're such a tease," he accused her.

"Something wrong?" she asked. She kept kissing his cock.

"No, no. Just know that I'll take revenge when it's my turn."

"Oh, scary."

She moved to licking him.

He shivered every time she gave him a long lick.

Kotonoha chuckled. This was fun.

She kept going for a while and then finally wrapped her lips around his cock.

He let out a breath of relief.

Apparently, he thought she would stop the teasing.

Kotonoha sucked on the head for just a bit and then started licking again.

"Fuck."

"Oh, poor boy."

"You're so mean."

"True."

She took him back in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head.

Kotonoha kept this up for a bit but then finally started moving her head up and down. She did it very slow and only went down to just past the head before going up again.

"Fuck, Kotonoha." He breathed hard.

She took him out. His dick twitched a few times.

"Kotonoha?"

She stood up from the bed. Very slowly, she took off her thigh high socks.

Her skirt and panties followed. She folded everything carefully and put them away before getting back on the bed.

"Unbelievable," he mumbled.

"I don't know what you're complaining about," she said. "There's a beautiful naked girl going down on you."

He didn't reply.

Kotonoha continued her slow blowjob.

She eventually started to go faster and deeper, but every time he was about to cum, she backed off.

"Kotonoha, please."

He was basically begging her now. Her boyfriend had been reduced to a helpless puppy.

"Please what?"

"You know what."

With a smile, she started sucking him very fast.

He cursed.

Makoto only lasted ten more seconds before he suddenly came.

Kotonoha gagged on his cum. He had orgasmed without a warning and his cock had been pretty deep in her mouth.

She coughed a few times. Some of his cum spilled over her lips.

Kotonoha swallowed hard. She used her fingers to scoop up the spilled cum and licked it off. Then, she took him back in her mouth and cleaned him.

When she was done, she moved up and put her head on his chest.

"How was that?"

He was breathing pretty hard. "N-Not bad."

She chuckled.

They lied like that for a moment.

"Makoto?"

"Hm?" he sounded very tired.

"Uhm… it's… it's your turn."

"Oh. Yeah, of course. Right now?"

"Well… w-we agreed, didn't we?"

"Well yes, but… I'm pretty tired from all your teasing. Can't I rest for a bit first?"

"Yeah, of course. No problem."

"Good."

He wrapped his arm around her naked body.

She might as well rest a bit too.

Kotonoha closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

"Kotonoha? Kotonoha?"

"Huh?" she lifted her head. "What's wrong?"

"That's my line," he said. "I was sleeping and suddenly you started moving."

"Oh. Sorry, I had a nightmare again."

"You would think that with- wait, it's that late already?"

"Is that a problem?"

"Yes." He sat upright. "My mom will be home in ten minutes. And I have to make dinner."

"Oh. We better make sure she doesn't find us like this then."

"Great idea."

They put on their clothes.

Makoto got started on dinner. His mom came home shortly after.

"Hey," she said.

"Welcome back. Uhm, Kotonoha is here."

His girlfriend waved awkwardly.

"No problem," his mom said. "But clearly she distracted you from making dinner."

"We were busy for the festival," he said.

"Sure, sure. Do it safe, okay?"

"Mom!"

"What? I'm too young to be a grandmother."

"That's pretty hypocrite," he said. "How old were you when you got me?"

His mom said nothing.

"Something wrong?"

"Uhum. So what are we having for dinner?"

Kotonoha smiled. At least his mom approved of them.

She sighed inwardly. Even with Makoto next to her, she kept having nightmares about her dad.

Makoto was right of course. Her dad would come around and she knew it. Even so, her nightmares kept coming.

"Kotonoha?"

"Hm?"

"I thought you were gonna help me with dinner?"

"Oh, of course."

She helped him out.

After dinner, they watched a movie with his mom. She fell asleep halfway through.

"Always happens," he said. "Can you pause it for a sec?"

"Sure."

Makoto carefully picked his mother up in his arms and carried her to her room. She didn't wake up. He returned a bit later.

"She must be very tired," Kotonoha said.

"She works a lot at the hospital," Makoto said. "It's not easy being a single mother."

"What about your dad?"

"Can we talk about something else?"

"Sorry. Shouldn't have asked."

The fact that Makoto lived with his mother spoke volumes about the relationship with his dad.

She pressed play again.

They watched the rest of the movie.

When it was over, they went to bed.

"Do you mind if I sleep only in my panties?" she asked as she got undressed.

"That's a lot of clothing," he said. "I would take those off as well."

"Will you do the same then?"

"Uhm…"

"I'll take that as a no."

She got under the covers.

Makoto stripped down to his boxers and lied down next to her.

He had a single person bed, so they had to embrace each other all the time or they would fall out of it.

"Uhm, Makoto?"

"Hm?"

"You uhm… you still owe me…"

"I owe you?"

"I just meant… you know. You said you would… return the favor."

"One question," he said calmly. "If I do, can you keep completely silent?"

"Well…"

"My mom is sleeping right next to us," he reminded her. "You don't want to wake her, do you?"

"No. But I'm not that loud."

"Well, last time I used my fingers you were…"

"Okay okay, I get it."

"It would just be really embarrassing if you woke up my mom with your moans."

"Makoto." She jabbed him in his stomach.

"Plus, she's really tired. She needs her sleep. As do we, we have school tomorrow."

"Yeah."

"Another time, I promise."

"Okay."

"Good night, Kotonoha." He kissed her.

"Sweet dreams," she whispered back.

Kotonoha turned around so they could spoon. He automatically wrapped his arm around her. His hand rested on her chest.

It wasn't long before she fell asleep.

The nightmares were already waiting for her.