Notes:

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It was early in the evening. Traces of the sun still lingered on the horizon, imbuing the sky with patches of pastel colors and trailing rays of light through the clouds. Yet despite how young the night was, the Franchouchou mansion was shrouded in near total darkness. Instead of the warm, natural light of sunset, the only thing brightening up it's vacant rooms was a dim, blue luminescence that flickered unreliably. Mumbled conversations echoed through the halls, excitable and passionate, but too incoherent to make out exactly. All of it originating from the modest television housed in the living room. The screen flashed through various shots of different characters engaged in a captivating scene. The rising action that had been building for so long had finally come to its climax, when everything would be resolved in dramatic fashion. However, the room's only two occupants didn't happen to be paying very close attention.

Instead, they'd found themselves preoccupied with a more distracting activity. What had started as a lazy night in, cuddling up over an uninteresting movie, had slowly become something more intimate. A small nuzzle of their noses turned into a shared, longing look. One stray kiss turned into two, which turned into more, until they eventually fell back against the couch together, the film they'd been watching long since forgotten.

Ai was pressed against the cushions, comfortably weighed down by the girl on top of her. Her hands rested on her hips, feeling up her sides. The soft inner skin of her thighs was brushing against her own. Junko had one hand gripping the sleeve of her shirt and the other laced into her hair. There wasn't an inch of space between them. Taking a break from their makeout, Ai drifted away from her partner's mouth to press fleeting kisses across her cheek and just under her jaw. The movement brought the sound of Junko's heavy breathing right to her ear and it only encouraged her to dip down even further.

Pulling the collar of her shirt out of the way, she pecked down her neck and onto her shoulder. She scattered kisses across the top of her chest, until she came to the edge of where she could reach without threatening to rip her partner's clothing. This was usually the place they stopped at in the past. Both a lack of privacy and a lack of experience had prevented them from going any further. Even still, her mind would sometimes wander away from her.

Ai pulled away, lifting her eyes up to see Junko gazing back at her. Her hair fell in front of her face, hiding it in shadows. Ai lifted her hand and gently brushed one side back behind her ear, allowing the pale light to find her. It softened her features, reflecting in her eyes and revealing the flush of her cheeks. Junko leaned into her hold timidly until Ai was caressing her face adoringly. She ran her thumb over her cheek and stopped for a moment just to admire her.

"Junko?" she asked quietly. The house was empty. With only the two of them home, they didn't need to worry about bothering anyone else. But, being as close as they were, she only needed to whisper for her voice to carry.

Her love hummed pleasantly in reply. She felt the tiny vibrations of it. The fondness in her expression only grew, such that it started to overwhelm Ai a bit. She had no idea what she'd done to earn such a kindhearted, beautiful girl as her partner. She'd make sure to treat her right, with as much love and affection as she deserved. She really cared about her a lot.

"Did you maybe want to try… doing more tonight than we have before?"

Junko's head tilted to the side quizzically. "More?"

"Yeah, like…" Her meaning wasn't coming across, but she found the right words suddenly very difficult to pick out. "Maybe taking some things… off?"

At this the shy girl's eyes widened. "Oh." she stated plainly. Her gaze fell to the side and she pulled away slightly, sitting back on Ai's lap. "Um, I'm not so certain…"

Ai pushed herself up quickly. "We don't have to." She found Junko's hand and took it into hers assuredly. "It's only if you want to and if you're okay with it."

Junko took the offer with a small momentary smile and paused. Uneasy silence spread between them as she thought over things with herself until she finally answered tepidly. "I suppose it should be alright."

"Are you sure?" Ai double checked.

She nodded with a bit more conviction. "Yes."

Ai gave her hand a squeeze. "We'll go slow and we can stop anytime you want, okay?"

Junko squeezed back before leaning forward to touch her forehead against Ai's. "Okay."

Ai met her in the middle, closing her eyes again and lingering together.

After a few moments, she set her hands back on her girlfriend's hips. Carefully slipping a couple fingers under the hem of her shirt, she just barely touched the skin underneath and gradually started to lift it up. She moved slowly, giving her partner time to stop her if she needed. Junko's arms raised instinctually, allowing Ai to pull the rest up off of her until her adorable bob of hair popped out the other side.

God, she was cute. That fluffy mess of white hair, those big blue eyes, and little button nose. She was beautiful and she even had a dainty white bra to match. It looked amazing on her. It hugged her sides comfortably and highlighted her figure in the loveliest way. Almost unconsciously, Ai reached out to trace the curve of her body lightly, now much better able to appreciate how soft and warm it was. She felt Junko shiver in her hands. Even just the gentle movements of her breathing were mesmerizing like this. Although that may have more to do with which parts were moving the most. Shit, she was staring.

It took Ai a minute to regain control of her thoughts. When she did, she dipped back down to Junko's neck and pressed another kiss into the crook of it. Immediately, she heard her girlfriend gasp. Even if it was old territory, it surely felt new right now. Moreover, without anything in her way, she was free to wander down as far as she wanted. Where Junko's hands rested on her shoulders, she felt her grip tighten the lower she went. It provided a lovely measurement of what she enjoyed the most that she could use to play with.

Her hands worked up her chest and delicately drew over the pattern of her bra with her fingers. Her thumbs snuck just under where the fabric met her skin and trailed along the edge, impatient to have access to what was underneath.

"Can I?" She asked quietly, pausing her actions until she got permission to continue.

"Y-yes." came Junko's reply, her voice somewhere between eager and anxious.

With restrained enthusiasm, Ai followed the fabric around to the back and tried to undo the clasp holding it on.

She tried to undo the clasp.

She tried to...

She...

Alright, she was having a bit of trouble. Apparently this was more tricky from the front. She'd been putting on and taking off bras for almost her entire life now, but this just had to be the time she had difficulty with it. This is okay. It's fine. It's-

"Ai?" Junko called out after several seconds of struggling.

Ai hid her face in her girlfriend's shoulder. She was too embarrassed to look her in the eye. "I… can't get it off…"

Junko's body jittered. Ai turned to see her put a hand over her mouth, clearly trying to cover up the fact that she had laughed. She felt a special kind of betrayal deep in her heart.

Realizing she'd been caught, Junko gave her a sympathetic smile, "Sorry." She didn't even try to stop the small giggles bubbling up in her chest.

Ai grumbled to herself, trying to stay upset as her girlfriend pecked a kiss onto her cheek and pulled a smile out of her. Perhaps it was a little funny, even if it was at her expense… Junko went on to nuzzle into her cheek ticklishly and she didn't let up until she got Ai to giggle.

"Hehehe! Alright, alright! You're forgiven, I guess." she admitted with an insincere pout.

"Thank you, dear. Here," Junko offered kindly. "Let me." To make up for laughing, she reached behind herself and skillfully undid her bra with one hand. Ai felt a spike of adrenaline hit her as she heard it click and fall off her shoulder slightly.

"Th-thanks." she awkwardly replied, attempting to keep her composure as she slipped the bra the rest of the way off. She didn't want to stare. She figured that would be rude somehow, but she had to admit it was a beautiful sight, one she could probably have taken in for hours if she could. Her heart was beating out of her chest. Hopefully, it wasn't noticeable, but there was little she could do to conceal her excitement. With nervous hands, she carefully reached out and took hold of Junko's breasts.

Her girlfriend let out a shaky breath. She tried to be gentle, massaging them gingerly without knowing what exactly to do. They were impossibly soft, maybe the softest thing she'd ever felt and a hundred times nicer to hold. They rolled around in her palms and bounced in the loveliest way. She went on kneading, positioning the nipple between her fingers so it would occasionally brush against them or get pinched. Junko had quietly begun to whimper. Ai observed her face closely as she moved, trying to parse out her reactions. She squeezed her chest suddenly and watched as she inhaled sharply and shut her eyes in anguish. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Is it too much?" she asked cautiously.

Her answer came quickly. "No." Junko breathed, "No, it isn't." Clearly, it was a good thing. If anything, it wasn't quite enough so Ai decided to be less delicate.

She moved one of her hands out of the way to peck the top of her breast before brazenly taking it into her mouth. With pursed lips, she sucked gently and circled her tongue around her nipple, mirroring the movement with her thumb on the other side. She released her hold only to return and lap at it. By the end, she stiffened her tongue to flick her nipple firmly. The rush of new sensations forced Junko to let out an audible moan. It was loud and sultry and it trailed off at the end in the most desperate way. It was the first time Ai heard her girlfriend make such a lustful noise. She thought it was very nice. She wanted to hear it again.

Ai switched over to her other boob, letting her hand take over the first. Being left a touch wet let her fingers slide over her all the better. She performed a similar motion with her mouth, holding on a little longer and licking a little harder. She was happy to find that Junko's pleasurable moaning only continued, growing in volume and enthusiasm. If she did something really right, she could even get her to slip down into her deeper baritone. Her girlfriend had such a wonderful vocal range. She loved to listen to her sing.

What she seemed to like the most were the little flicks she got at the end. With each one, Junko arched her back, pushing her chest forward and asking for more. The hands she was gripping Ai's shoulders with were balled into tight fists. So Ai doubled down on them. Using both her tongue and her thumb, she swiped over Junko's nipples, first at a steady rhythm but soon in rapid succession. Each stroke pulled out a small, high-pitched cry that rang in her ears like a melodious staccato. It was intoxicating. Excitement rising, Ai's handling became even rougher. She gave her tongue a rest in lieu of biting down on Junko harshly.

Junko let out a slightly pained yelp, "Ah! Th-that's too much."

Ai released her right away. She backed off and readied an apology, figuring Junko would need some space. Instead, she was surprised to be immediately accosted as Junko latched onto her. She took Ai's face into both of her hands and kissed her so fervently, the girl had difficulty keeping up. Her tongue intruded into her mouth and quickly took control. It was only when she ran out of breath that Junko finally let go.

Ai felt lucky to be allowed the chance to get some air. She looked into her girlfriend's eyes and saw that they were a lot less tame than they were before. It was the look she got on stage during an intense performance or when something made her really mad. Junko's hands moved from her cheeks down to grab the collar of her shirt.

"I want this off." It was more of a command than a statement. She only caught herself at the last moment to remember her manners, "p-please…"

All of the cogs turning in Ai's brain came to a grinding halt. The only answer she could give was a shell-shocked, "Okay." Obediently, she reached down to the bottom of her shirt and did what she was told, taking it off in one fell swoop. Without waiting, Junko found the clasp of her bra and undid it. Ai might have found it disagreeable how easily she got it off if her mind was currently capable of any thoughts aside from screaming.

Junko didn't really give her time to consider it anyways. As soon as Ai was undressed she dipped down to her chest and bit into the side of her breast. Ai hissed in momentary discomfort. It wasn't nearly as hard as she had bitten Junko, but it was still enough to leave an imprint. Afterwards, she soothed the spot over with her hands, kissing it apologetically and licking anything that looked sore. It was enough to pull a few quiet moans out of Ai until her girlfriend found a new place to chomp down causing her to wince again. Junko didn't just limit herself just to Ai's chest either. She bounced between any part of her love that she could reach: her shoulder, her sides, her stomach. It didn't matter. Wherever it was, she wanted to claim it for herself.

Ai had to lean back on her hands to withstand the pressure. It was a strange mix of pain and pleasure that she didn't quite dislike. After a couple repetitions, she grew used to it, learning to expect the next bite when it came. Bite, kiss, lick. Bite, kiss, lick. Bite, kiss, lick. Relaxing into the rhythm, she even started to find some gratification in the sting. When they fell on one of her more sensitive spots, she could at least expect a generous reward next.

Following a few rounds of marking her girlfriend's body, Junko sat back and admired her work. She dragged her fingers over Ai's skin, feeling the impressions she'd left. Just having Junko's hands on her eased the aching in the most reassuring way. Somehow she made even hurting her feel so good.

Junko lifted her gaze up to meet Ai's eyes. She must have looked a wreck. Completely flushed and out of breath, she was sweaty and covered in bite marks. Junko didn't fare much better. Her hair was disheveled, sprouting out in all angles and sticking to her cheek where it was slick. Her chest heaved uneasily and what was left of her clothes was ruffled to hell. But she hadn't lost that hungry look in her eyes just yet. It was really fucking hot.

Suddenly overcome with the need to have her, Ai pushed herself forward and pulled Junko into her arms. They embraced, sharing a long kiss. It felt like the closest they'd ever been to one another. Ai dipped her back, but her strength began to fail her. She had to throw out her hand and quickly reposition herself to keep them from falling back too hard. Thankfully, the couch cushions were soft enough to let them bounce forgivingly. They ended with Ai on top with Junko still straddling her. Although neither of them separated for long enough to really take notice.

Junko only grew more aggressive, nibbling on her lip ravenously. She was developing quite a thing for biting; though Ai could probably guess the reason she'd give for that. Amidst their making out, Ai was about to make another move when she felt an added pressure on her midsection. It was enough to push her back a bit. Curiously, she broke apart to investigate only to realize that Junko was grinding against her stomach.

"I'm s-sorry." Her girlfriend tried to explain herself, but seemed to be having difficulty keeping her voice even, "I don't-, ah!… I d-don't mean to…"

Ai eyed her with surprise. She hadn't noticed that she'd placed herself between her girlfriend's legs. Although, now that she was here, she didn't want to pass up the opportunity that was presenting itself. Discreetly, she tested what would happen if she let herself fall just a bit lower and took a long, deep breath in. The effect was immediate. Junko's voice jumped almost a full octave and her hips only bucked against her harder. She thought that was an interesting result to note.

Wearing a devious smile, she crept up to whisper in Junko's ear. "Did you want me to help you take care of that?" She pressed herself down once more to further persuade her.

By this point, the submissive girl couldn't keep herself together long enough to answer. Instead, she resorted to nodding as she slowly spiraled out of her mind.

Ecstatic to have her permission to proceed, Ai started by lifting herself up for a bit more repositioning. Junko whined to be without something between her legs, but her abs were admittedly tired from remaining stiff and she didn't abandon her for long. Not wanting to waste time by removing any more clothing, Ai quickly ran a hand up Junko's leg and under her skirt to press against her panties. Judging by how wide her eyes opened and the hitch in her breath, it seemed to make a sufficient replacement.

Junko resumed her grinding with newly ignited enthusiasm. Ai put her fingers to work to match her rhythm. They slid freely over the wet patches in her underwear. When Junko moved down, she moved up and vice versa, taking what were already pleasurable movements and making them even more powerful. Junko melted into the couch in a fit of moaning. She writhed and squirmed pitifully, doing anything she could to get just a little bit closer to finishing. Ai took immense pride in knowing she was the one to put her in such a state.

Once Ai found the correct speed, she started to take control. Right before Junko reached her usual peak, she shifted directions, quickening their pace bit by bit with each stroke. Junko's groaning rose in pitch as she was forced to keep up. Her hips rocked back and forth as fast as they could before starting to fall behind. Eventually she was outpaced, unable to do anything besides surrender herself over to Ai. Her girlfriend's hand worked relentlessly, taking her right to the edge. The blissful feelings built inside of her until she wasn't able to contain them anymore and her voice broke when she finally came.

Unable to communicate her needs, Junko timidly grabbed hold of Ai's arm. Her partner got the message and began slowing down. She enjoyed watching lecherously as Junko's body quivered and trembled with euphoria. She rubbed small, light circles into her panties, only letting go completely after the girl released her last breath and collapsed into the cushions.

As Junko recovered from her rush of endorphins, Ai laid down on her side next to her and waited with an unsubtle grin. Unfortunately, the narrow couch didn't allow her to do much else for the time being. But once Junko was aware enough to notice the lack of space, she pulled her girlfriend down so her head was resting on Ai's shoulder. Ai hugged her close, rubbing up and down her back soothingly. Basking in her afterglow was made all the more heavenly by the feeling of her love being right there with her.

She sighed contentedly. "That went... a little farther than I thought it would."

"Is that ok?" Ai checked cautiously.

"Yes, it is." She expressed, nuzzling up Ai's neck to place a long, grateful kiss on her cheek.

Ai's smile widened as her girlfriend smooshed against her cheek. "Was it good?" she asked with a touch of hopefulness.

"Very." Junko confirmed dreamily.

"Good." Ai almost sounded a bit smug.

Junko hummed pleasantly, still catching her breath. "Don't get too relaxed. You haven't had your turn yet."

"Oh." said Ai.

"You didn't think I would forget, did you?" Junko questioned lightheartedly.

"Well, n-no. I just-" Ai started to stutter clumsily, tripping over her overconfidence. "I mean, you don't have to…"

Junko sat up to look at her with amusement, "Why wouldn't I?"

Ai shied away from the inquisition. "I don't know." she whined defensively.

Junko merely snickered cruelly as Ai continued to mutter excuses, waiting to get her fill before granting her mercy. Moving gracefully, she took her fingers and walked them up Ai's chest. When she reached the top, she delicately pushed her back into laying down. "Don't worry, love." she cooed with a coy smile. "I'll take care of everything."

Ai stopped talking very quickly. "Okay..."

From her vantage point, Junko dragged her hand back down Ai all the way to her stomach and watched her shiver slightly. Unlike her, the more boyish tomgirl was wearing a pair of shorts, which didn't allow for quite as much easy access as she wanted. So she took the liberty of undoing them. She skillfully unfastened the button and pulled down her zipper. The feeling sent a bolt of electricity through Ai's body. It wasn't dissimilar to being struck by lightning. The anticipation alone might just end up killing her.

Before making use of the opening she'd just created, Junko leaned down to kiss one of Ai's breasts. She worked slowly, making sure she could feel every minute movement. Her lips lingered just off of her nipple, so that they only met when Ai's chest rose to lightly brush against them. Ai tried to push herself forward as inconspicuously as she could, holding her breath to reach out and find her. She groaned in frustration until Junko finally ended her teasing and closed the space between them.

She used her tongue, moving over her nipple in whatever way she could think of until she found something that got a reaction. Ai cursed under her breath, hypnotized by the view of Junko's head bobbing over her as she worked. Realizing she was being watched, Junko looked up to meet her gaze with the best pair of bedroom eyes she could manage and put on a show. She stuck out her tongue and took long licks from underneath, making sure Ai could see everything she was doing without daring to break eye contact. The added attention made Ai squirm self-consciously. She was more flustered than ever, but she couldn't look away even if she wanted to.

Once Junko felt she was sufficiently warmed back up, she snuck her hand under the waistband of Ai's underwear and into her shorts. Ai squeaked in surprise and promptly slapped a hand over her mouth to keep any other undignified sounds covered up. Junko had only just begun but after everything else that had happened tonight, she was already on the ropes. She didn't want it to be over so soon. She wanted to hold on just a little longer, but her girlfriend wasn't giving her much choice in the matter.

Her legs opened timidly as Junko touched her. Her fingers explored roughly, searching tirelessly for whatever would make her feel the best. She didn't even get the chance to roll her hips before they found her opening and slipped inside. They only teased the entrance, scarcely inserting more than a knuckle to start, but it was more than enough to make her legs shake with delight. She was biting the inside of her hand trying to keep quiet and failing miserably. Little whimpers and whines still escaped, revealing just how turned on she was.

"J-Junk-ah!-k-ko," she called needfully. Reaching out, she found her girlfriend's spare hand and grabbed onto it. Attentively, Junko weaved her fingers between Ai's to hold it properly. Ai clung to it, desperate for any connection to her.

Junko smiled at her warmly, thinking it was a sweet sentiment. She paused to pick up Ai's hand and bring it to her lips. She placed a gentle kiss on the back of it romantically and reassured her, "I'm right here, love." She then returned to railing her girlfriend so hard she'd have trouble standing the next day.

Junko picked up beyond her previous pace, pushing in deeper than before. Ai was quickly losing her hold on herself, or more accurately it was being forcefully pulled away from her. Junko curled her fingers, caressing the inside of her and coaxing her girlfriend to finish for her. Her head fogged over blissfully, unable to conceive of continuing to hold back any more. The feelings inside of her finally boiled over and with a tight grip on her girlfriend's hand, she came.

"Pl-please." she begged, "please, can I hold you?"

Regarding her adoringly with soft eyes, Junko moved up closer into her reach. Ai pulled her in with both arms and kissed her as waves of pleasure rippled through her body. Her entire world circled around Junko right now. She needed her to be as close as possible, needed her to understand somehow how strongly and wonderfully she felt about her. Junko complied lovingly, pressing against her as much as she could. She brushed one hand through her hair with care and kissed her back, willing to hold on for as long as she wanted.

Ai's hold around her didn't loosen until the hormones finished running their course and left her too exhausted to do anything more. Even then, Junko granted her a few extra kisses just to make sure she got her fill. As her partner's body finally relaxed, she fell to her side and snuggled into the same position they had been in before. She laid her head on Ai's chest and listened to the beating of her heart as it slowed back to normal. One of her fingertips drew imaginary doodles on her skin, feeling pleased with herself. It was the same kind of fulfillment she got whenever she made her girlfriend happy, but far more satisfying now.

"Holy shit." Ai eventually whispered breathlessly.

"Good?"

"Yeah…" she answered tiredly before wondering out loud, "You are… really good at that…"

"Fingers of an instrumentalist, dear." Junko explained humbly.

"Is that why you're so good at guitar?" Ai went on to say with astonishment. Although she hadn't meant it as a joke, the comment got a snicker out of her partner that warmed her heart. "I can't believe I get to touch you wherever I want now."

Junko hummed thoughtfully, "Hm? And what do you intend to do with that ability?"

Ai considered the question. After a moment, she lifted one of her hands and rather unceremoniously let it fall on Junko's ass.

Junko jumped slightly and squeaked when it hit her. She waited, but found curiously that nothing else seemed to be happening. "Is that all?"

Another beat passed. With a blank look on her face, Ai suddenly flexed her fingers to squeeze her butt in the least attractive fashion possible.

Junko raised an eyebrow at her lightheartedly. "Are you having fun, dear?"

Ai closed her eyes and let her head fall back onto the couch cushions. "Yes." she answered with a peaceful smile, as if she were now able to die once again without any regrets.

Junko chuckled cheerfully. "Well, so long as we're touching things we like…" she trailed off before sliding one of her hands down to Ai's stomach to feel up her abs.

Ai cracked one of her eyes open to raise an eyebrow back at her. "Really?"

Junko continued to glide over her stomach, appreciating each individual muscle. "Oh, yes absolutely." she replied without looking away from her prize.

"Alright then." Ai laid back down. "They're all yours." She shivered, but this time it wasn't because of any intimate gestures. Quite the opposite, it was the lack of activity that now brought to light how little she was still wearing.

"I suppose we should probably get dressed before anyone gets home." Junko admitted, with a touch of disappointment.

Ai whined to herself as if it was an arduous task. "Can we wait a little longer?" Honestly, she didn't know if she could get up right now even if she wanted to.

"Alright, but how about at least a blanket in the meantime." She wasn't free of some goosebumps herself.

"Sounds good. Just give me a second." She took a deep breath, getting ready to sit up.

Junko propped herself up first and put a hand on her chest to keep her down. "Relax, dear. I can get it."

"You know the abs aren't really good for anything if you don't let me use them." she joked playfully.

"Oh, I heartily disagree." Junko argued, leaning back to procure the item in question from the far end of the couch. It gave Ai one last chance to admire how beautiful she was. She started to unfold the blanket over them. Ai gave her a hand spreading it to cover them both so her girlfriend could come back sooner.

"Mhm," Ai expressed her doubts, slowly losing the energy to keep talking. She swatted around blindly over the edge of the couch trying to find the remote that had been dropped a long time ago. The movie they had been watching had long since ended and had been stuck on the DVD menu screen for a while now.

Junko finally laid back down next to her, happy to return and pulling the blanket over them snugly. Being apart, even for just a bit, made their reunion all the nicer. It felt somehow even warmer and cozier than before. Junko nestled into the crook of Ai's neck comfortably. "Just don't fall asleep or we'll get caught."

"Ok." she said sleepily. Ai rested her head on top of hers and nuzzled into her hair. She took a deep breath and felt at ease. She was always safe and secure so long as she was with her partner. "I love you, Junko."

"I love you too, Ai."

She finally got a hold of the remote and lifted it up to turn off their last source of light. The screen flickered off with a click and everything went black.


Notes:

Okay, this has no right to be as long as it is, but I kept thinking of fun shit that I wanted to add. As a result I would describe this fic as… dense. But I did still have a lot of fun writing it. This is the first time I've published any smut so I didn't really know what to be aiming for. That's kind of why I ended up writing a first time, so that we can all discover new things together. Someone once said to me that a good relationship in one where you can laugh in the middle of sex and I really bought into that. So if I have failed to titillate you, I hope at least that you found them to be cute and fun or that I made you laugh.

As a lesbian, I can confirm that bras are very difficult to take off from the front and it's very unimpressive if you can't get it off. It takes a separate kind of practice and that's not fair frankly, so everybody pour one out for my gal, Ai. She did her best. On the other hand, I think it's cute how excited she gets. Like she's so proud of herself later on. I wanna give her a gold star. "Made my girlfriend come on my first try :D" What a dork. Meanwhile Junko is maintaining her rep as a drama queen. She lets her emotions get the better of her. Although this time it's coming at the expense of Ai's sanity. Ai is out here like "I have to be very careful with my delicate girlfriend and make sure I always ask permission" and in return Junko said "I'm about to ruin this girl's whole dancing career in one night." If there's something you really want...

Anyways, remember to ask for consent, kiddies. It's important and also very romantic imho. It tells your partner you care about their feelings more than any of the actions you're getting up to. Best case scenario, you get a very enthusiastic yes and that's a lot of fun to hear. Why sit around guessing what they want when you ask simply to get a very straight forward answer and go forth with confidence. This has been a PSA. Thank you for coming to my TED talk and remember that your gal Fox loves to take requests