Her phone vibrated. Kotonoha checked it.

[Sekai is going home. I'm on the roof. You coming?]

[On my way,] she send back.

Kotonoha went to him. Her knees protested when she took the stairs up.

It was a bad idea to kneel for so long on the floor. But Makoto had ordered her to kneel and watch them, so she had done it. She was a good girlfriend. Makoto would be so happy with her.

She arrived on the roof.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

"I love you," he said. "So much."

She smiled. "Me as well."

"Sorry for bringing you up here. Are you cold?"

"A bit."

He took off his jacket. "Here you go."

Makoto wrapped it around her shoulders.

"Thanks."

"I wanted to do it here."

"Do what?" Was he planning to… "Y-You just did it with Sekai. I only agreed to that because-"

"Not that," he calmed her. "The dance."

She frowned. "Dance?"

"Well the folk dance is over, but I figured we could do it right here."

He fiddled with his phone. A song started playing. Makoto put it down on the bench.

"It's not gonna go much louder, I'm afraid," he said. "I wasn't prepared for this."

Kotonoha was speechless.

He held out his hand. "You ready?"

"Ah, of course."

She put down her bag on the bench and took his hand.

He led her into a dance.

"You really did practice," Kotonoha said.

"Of course I did. You thought I was lying?"

"Of course not."

They turned quiet and kept dancing. Kotonoha just stared into his eyes and danced until the song stopped.

It was silent for a long moment. But eventually, Kotonoha broke it.

"What happened with Sekai," she started. "That was just one time, right?"

Makoto hesitated. "Maybe."

"What do you mean? We agreed this was just once." He was twisting things around again, like he always did. He couldn't just-

"Kotonoha," he said. "Can you calm down? You're the one that suggested to do this in the first place."

"Well, that's true, but-"

"So why did you say that if you only wanted to do it once? I only did it because you asked me to. But you're making it sound like I'm the one who asked for this. I'm the one doing you a favor, not the other way around."

"Well it's awfully convenient that your favor includes this," she snapped. "You sure didn't mind doing it."

"Well I'm sorry if I enjoyed myself too." He was getting angry as well. "I forgot it only counts if I hate it."

Kotonoha bit her lip. "I just meant-"

"I don't know why you're getting angry at me. I did nothing wrong. If you weren't so prude none of this would have happened in the first place."

"That…" she hesitated.

"Why can't I just do it right here? With you, not with Sekai."

She looked away. "I'm sorry I got angry. You're right. But I just… just, wait a bit longer for me please. I want to do it right."

"How long? A day? A week? A year? A lifetime? I can't take this anymore, Kotonoha."

"Not long," she promised him.

This was difficult. She needed something from Sekai, but after what happened it looked like-

"Maybe I'll just keep doing it with Sekai then," he said.

"I don't want that. This was just-"

"You say that, but your cunt betrays your true feelings."

Her breath stopped. "M-My what?"

His tone was very strange.

Makoto's hand went beneath her skirt to touch her. "See, your pussy is soaking wet. Why is it so wet?"

"That is…"

Fuck, that felt good. She should stop him, but-

He rubbed her clit. "Isn't it wet because you really like watching me? Because you want me to be satisfied? Because you want to be a good girlfriend?"

"I do want to be good, but…" She bit her lip. It was difficult to focus.

"But what?" his other hand went beneath her shirt and grabbed her boob. Her bra was still loose from before so he could easily twist and pull on her nipples.

"Ah… stop it please." She grabbed his arm.

"Hands behind your back," he calmly ordered.

"I-I don't want to."

"Yes you do. Don't lie to me, Kotonoha. Hands away."

Hesitantly, she folded her hands behind her back. Maybe he was right? Maybe she did want this? Why else was she obeying? And why was she getting dripping wet?

"I think you want me to keep fucking Sekai," he said. "You've never been this wet before. You're just pretending you don't want it."

"I wasn't thinking clearly," she argued.

"That's right. You're not thinking clearly. So I'm helping you out. This is what you want, just admit it."

"Ah, but-"
He slapped her pussy hard. "No buts."

Kotonoha struggled to say something. He was keeping her right on the edge of an orgasm.

No, wait. She was doing it herself. Kotonoha could cum right now, but she was afraid of how he would react if she did.

"Your body is being honest," Makoto continued. "It keeps making these lewd noises."

She tried to stop herself from moaning. But even if she managed that, the wet sounds from his fingers on her pussy wouldn't stop.

Makoto pushed two fingers inside her. They slipped in easily.

She couldn't think clearly anymore. She couldn't think at all anymore.

Or maybe she could?

"Please stop," she begged. "I can't-"

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course."
"You're just confused again, Kotonoha," he said calmly. "Let me help you."

She breathed hard. "You're twisting everything around."

He was literally twisting her nipples right now in fact.

Kotonoha tried to calm herself. She had to stop this. Makoto was trying to convince her she-

"I thought you trusted me?" He pulled his hand back.

She gasped and instinctively grabbed his wrist. "No."

"Hands behind your back," he calmly ordered.

"Ah, sorry." She quickly put her hand on her back. "Just… keep touching me please."

"No," he said sternly. "Not while you are lying to yourself. You don't deserve it. Only good girls get touched."

She bit her lip.

Maybe… Maybe he was right?

Why was she getting so wet if she didn't want this? Why did she want his fingers back on her so desperately?

Maybe she should just trust Makoto? If he said she wanted this, it had to be true, right? Makoto didn't lie to her. And her body was so…

"P-Please," she begged.

"No."

"No, please… Kiss me. Tell me you'll only love me." Their eyes locked.

He leaned in and kissed her softly. "I love you, Kotonoha. Only you."

"W-When you were doing it with Sekai."

"I was thinking of you," he assured her.

"D-Did it feel good for you?" she asked.

"Yeah. It felt amazing."

She nodded. "Then I'm happy. As long as you feel good. That's all that matters."

"You felt good as well, didn't you?" He put his hand on her thigh.
"Y-Yes. It felt good for me to. It felt good to see you getting pleasure."

"What's the problem then? It makes us both feel good. Why are you being difficult?"

"I'm sorry," she said. "It's okay if you do it again."

He slapped her pussy. "Say it like you want to."

"Ah," she gritted her teeth. "Please let me watch again. I want to see you fuck another girl."

"There you go. Now you're being honest." He gave her another kiss. At the same time, his fingers shifted to touch her pussy again.

"Ah. Makoto."

"Hm?"

"I want to cum."

"You want to cum for me?" He rubbed her pussy hard.

She had never been this close before. "Y-Yes please."

"Look at me."

She looked in his eyes.

"Now you can cum."

Fuck.

Kotonoha's body kept shaking while Makoto held her up.

After a while, she regained some consciousness.

Makoto gently sat her down on the bench. She felt her skirt stick to her wet pussy.

"That was-"

"What do you say?" Makoto said.

"Thank you," she blurted out. "Thank you so much. That was amazing."
"Good girl."

He patted her head.

Makoto sat next to her. She put her head on his chest.

Her boyfriend wrapped his arm around her and let her rest for a bit.

She needed a while to recover from her orgasm.

As she rested, she became more and more aware of how cold it was, even with Makoto embracing her and his jacket on her.

"We better get inside," Makoto said. "I don't want you to catch a cold."

She was getting cold. But there was still something she had to say.

"Makoto, I…"

"Let's go inside first."

"Okay."

He swept her up in his arms.

"Makoto, you don't need to-"

"I wasn't asking."

"My bag," she said.

He handed it to her.

Makoto carried her downstairs. Only when they were in the hallway did he put her down again.

At least it was a lot warmer in here.

Kotonoha sighed.

"I know I said a lot of things," Kotonoha said. "But-"

"It was all a lie?" he asked.

"No, it was… theory. I have fantasies, Makoto, but that doesn't mind I want to act on every single one. You… you're…"

"I never said we should act on them," Makoto said.

"Yes you did."

"As did you," he reminded her. "You're the one who started all this in the first place."

"Yes, but I wasn't really thinking clearly."

He took her hands. "Look, I don't think you can blame me for doing it with Sekai. You asked me to. You had to convince me. You even handed me condoms."

"I don't blame you for that. But up on the roof-"

"You're angry I made you cum?"

"No, no," she quickly said. "I'm really grateful. But… you… you made me say things. Promise things. Things I don't feel comfortable actually doing."

"Kotonoha," he said calmly. "I'm not gonna have sex with anyone else. Not unless you ask me to."

"I did ask you. Just now, on the roof. You made me ask you. You made me beg you."

"I mean… if there is another opportunity to sleep with another girl, I'll ask you. I won't just do it on my own. Besides, didn't you say you wanted to watch?"

"I don't want you sleeping with other girls," she insisted. "What happened with Sekai was… I felt guilty for making you wait so long and I thought I had an easy way to get rid of my guilt."

"I think you want me to sleep with other girls. You want me to be satisfied. You like watching me."

"Makoto-"

"It's okay. It's fine if you're not yet ready to admit it. It's difficult to admit, I understand."

"You don't understand," she snapped. "You-"

"That's enough," he cut her off.

Kotonoha closed her mouth. Somehow, his tone made her silent right away. She felt very weak in her knees all of a sudden.

"You have no reason to be angry at me. I just promised you I wouldn't sleep with any other girl unless you asked me to. So why are you angry? Because I think you want this? I think deep inside you want what you just begged for on the roof. Am I not allowed to have a different opinion?"

"Of course you are," she mumbled.

"Apparently not, given your outburst."

"I'm sorry."

A lingering silence fell. Kotonoha started fidgeting. She felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Let's just go home," Makoto said eventually.

"Can I sleep over tonight?" she asked. "Please?"

There was no way she could go home all by herself at this hour. And she didn't want to sleep alone.

"Hm. Alright then."

Makoto didn't seem very enthusiastic about it, but he had said yes and that was what mattered.

They went outside and walked to the station together. Kotonoha took his hand. He didn't stop her.

They walked to the station in silence and got on the first train.

"Makoto?" she asked.

"Hm?"

"Do you really want to sleep with other girls?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. How would that even work? What girl would just settle for sleeping together without anything else?"

"Sekai?" she suggested.

"That was just once. I'm sure she'd want more if this kept happening. And I'm with you so I can't do that."
"Maybe…"

"What?"

"Nothing."

Another lingering silence fell.

"This is our stop," Makoto said eventually.

"Oh, right."

They got off the train and walked to his house.

There was no one home. Or his mom had already gone to bed. Probably the latter.

"It's pretty late," Makoto said. "Let's go to bed, I'm tired."

"Me too."

They both got ready for bed. Makoto was faster than her. He was waiting for her on his bed when she entered, dressed only in his boxers. The nightlight was on.

Kotonoha closed the door and stood next to the bed. She unzipped her skirt and pulled it down. Normally she would put it away neatly, but it was late and-

"What's wrong?" Kotonoha asked. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason." He smiled faintly.

"Can I have my panties back?" she asked. "You still have them."

"Maybe."

"I don't have any spares with me," she explained.

"Good." He flashed her a broad smile.

She shook her head. Unbelievable.

Kotonoha unbuttoned her blouse. "I do need panties tomorrow. I can't just walk around all day without them."

"Why not?"

"It's embarrassing."

"Yes, that's one of the reasons I like it."

She sighed. "Well I need to go home anyway because I need other clothes too. I'm not gonna walk around in my school uniform all day."

"I guess."
She reached back to take off her bra.

"Maybe you should leave some clothes here in case you sleep over," he suggested.

She froze.

"Kotonoha?"

"Huh?"

"You need help taking off your bra?"

"I do, actually."

She sat down on the bed with her back towards him.

Makoto touched her shoulders. Slowly, he unhooked it and pulled down the straps. On the way, his fingers brushed past her breasts.

He slowly started to massage them.

Kotonoha leaned back on his shoulder. They kissed.

Their kiss quickly turned into tongue kissing while he worked her breasts.

His hands trailed down over her belly towards her-

"Ah, that's right," Kotonoha suddenly said. "I forgot something important."

She jumped up.

"Can't it wait until tomorrow?" he asked.

"No, it's really important, I need to tell you right now." Kotonoha opened her bag and took something out.

Makoto frowned. "A camera?"

"It was in the Break Room." She got back on the bed.

He frowned even harder. "Did you set this up?"

"No no," she assured him. "I saw Chie doing it."

"Ashikaga?"

"Yeah. She wanted to film her classmates and show everyone, I think."

"Hm." He picked up the camera. "Well she can't show them now."

"Indeed. You are on it, so I figured…" she hesitated.

"Yes?" he pressed her.

"If you want to watch it together sometime. And I could maybe," she twisted a hairlock around. "Suck you off while you watch."

"Ye, Kotonoha. You're so perverted."

"I'm sorry," she blurted out. "I'm just-"

"Don't apologise for that, Kotonoha. You're just being honest. I really like it."

She blinked a few times. "Yes… honest."

Of course she wanted this. She wanted Makoto to be happy, right?

Makoto put the camera down. "You're thinking of other things too, aren't you?" He reached over and rubbed her pussy. Kotonoha gasped.

"W-We're just talking of… of thought, right?" she asked. "Just fantasies."

"That's what I asked, didn't I?" he kissed her neck.

"Well, we can… watch the others as well. If you want to. I think some of your classmates are on there."

He smiled. "Yeah. That could be fun." He slipped two fingers inside of her pussy.

"Maybe you could send them the recordings and blackmail them," Kotonoha suggested. She kissed him hard, desperate.

"You mean you want to watch me fuck more girls?" he asked.

Kotonoha blushed. "Maybe."

"Stop lying." He put his lips on her neck again and sucked.

She didn't want to say it, but…

Kotonoha swallowed hard. "As long as you're happy."

He seemed satisfied with that.

Makoto slowly pushed her down on her back.

Oh no.

"W-We should go to sleep," Kotonoha said.

"Now?"

"You said you were tired, didn't you?"

"Well, yes, but-"

"So am I."

She turned on her side.

"Fine," he said.

He got off her.

Makoto put away the camera before lying down next to her.

"Will you hold me please?"

He wrapped his arm around her so they were spooning.

"Like this?"

"Yes. Thanks."

She felt something hard poking against her butt, but she ignored it.

"Good night, Makoto."

"Yeah, good night."

"I love you."

"..."