She trembles at that last sentence. "I am sorry that you were worried." she says as she continues to tremble in my arms. We lie there on the couch, holding eachother for sometime, but after a while i hear yuri's stomach growl. I thought it was cute, but she looks mortified, i kiss the top of her head. "Let's get you something to eat. I can't offer natsuki's cupcakes, but i do have something that you will probably like." i say as we get up and i head to the kitchen with her following closely behind me. It wasn't until now that i remembered that she is just slightly taller than me. Myself being 5 4, while she is 5 5. It doesn't bother me, but i just noticed. In any case, i go to the pantry and grab 3 packs of ramen, because 2 might not be enough and put them in a small pot on the stove. It is a fairly universal rule that lonely nerds like ramen. She and i are both lonely nerds, so it will likely not be an issue. We sit down at the chairs i keep around my prep table for when i decide to eat in the kitchen. She is so beautiful. I am just gazing at her in a manner that probably looks pretty creepy, but she doesn't seem to mind as she is also looking at me as much as she can without blushing. "Ryals...thank you." i am somewhat taken aback by that as i don't know what i have done to warrant a thank you. "What for?" she smiles and looks away, blushing. "Well...nobody has ever really been interested in me. Most people think i am weird because i keep to myself. You accepted me though. I could hear you whenever i was onscreen. You accepted my poor people skills. You accepted my writing style. You even accepted my...habit. Thank you so much. You are the only person who has ever accepted me like this." she reached for her arm and started to get up. "I understand that you are excited. I accept your habit, but not right now. Dinner is almost ready." she bows her head slightly, knowing that i am right. "One other thing. I don't want you to cut when i'm not in the room. No more leaving the room to do it by yourself." this time she looks at me with an odd look. It is harder to read her eyes, seeing as how i am used to reading blue and brown and green eyes and hers are purple, but i think that the prospect of me watching her cut may have turned her on. My speculations are cut short by the sound of the ramen boiling. "Time drain it and add the seasoning." i say as i move to turn off the stove and pour off the excess water from ramen. I add the seasoning packets and split the ramen between the two of us. "Where do you want to eat?" she looks like a deer in headlights. "Can we eat in here? I was enjoying our conversation." i nod to her "i don't mind eating in here. Back to what we were talking about. I don't want you to feel like i am restricting you, because i don't mind your cutting. I just have two rules on the subject. I want to be around and i want it done in my room." she nods at that.

"Why only in your room?"

"I keep all the heavy first aid items in my room. I also want to make sure your knives stay in there and don't get contaminated doing anything else with them." she nods and looks starts on her dinner.

She seems to like the chicken ramen a lot. Great. She is easy to please. " i don't keep special teas in the house, but next time i go grocery shopping, we will pick up whatever teas your heart desires." it was eight when she blew up my monitor. It is currently half past ten. I need to go to sleep soon.

"After you finish, i want to show you to your room." she looks up from her ramen with a disappointed expression, "I'm not going to sleep in your room?" her lavender eyes pierce me.

I didn't think she would feel safe sharing a bed yet. "We can sleep together if you think you are ready for that. I warn you though, that i don't wear pajamas." she blushed, but did not break eye contact.

" I heard you talking to yourself just before the i got here. You said that i was your ideal girl. Is that true?" she asks me while maintaining her intense gaze. "You are. I love you and want to keep you forever." she smiles and blushes heavily now.

"Is that your confession?" i shift uncomfortable in my seat. "It isn't as good as yours was, but yes."

"You confessed to me and i confessed to you, which means we are a couple now. I am going to sleep with you tonight. And i won't be wearing pajamas either."

i guess its my turn to blush now. She quickly realizes what she just did and starts playing with her hair. "I don't know why i should be embarrassed. There isn't anyone around to judge us."

she says quietly to herself as she continues to play with her hair. We finished our dinner in a comfortable silence and when she was done we walked upstairs to my room.

"Are you ready for bed?" i ask her quietly and she nods. My room is meticulous. My bed is even made. I have no reason to be nervous about the place, but i still am. I take my clothes off and get in bed to find that yuri has watched, but herself still remains clothed.

"Are you coming, yuri?" i ask concerned that she isn't really ready. She looks at me with those eyes and says,

"i can't really bring myself to undress. Would you do it for me?" i sigh and get up out of bed. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" she nods and looks in my eyes,

"i just need a bit of help." from the look in her eyes, i have reached the conclusion that she isn't being shy. She just wants me to undress her. I start with her blazer. It fits like a second skin. The top button has so much pressure on it that i was scared i would break it off before i would unfasten it.

The next button. The bottom button. I laid her blazer down on top of my dresser. There is no good way to remove the vest, so i do it in the way that will probably excite her the most. I kneel and slide my hands under the bottom of it and push it slowly up her torso. Over her hips. Her waist. Her ribs.

Across the sides of her breasts and up over her head. When her hair falls back down, i stroke it a little and i walk around behind her and unbutton the back of her skirt and pull it down her body, revealing a lovely, firm ass covered by black lace panties. Returning to her front, i grab on end of her bow and pull it until her bow unravels and i place it next to her skirt and blazer on the dresser.

I unbutton her shirt. Each button relieved to be free from the pressure of her and i quote 'big and beautiful' breasts silly sayori. As i remove the button up shirt, i am greeted by two things.

Yuri's scars and a matching black lace bra. Before a start to work on the bra, i take her arm and inspect it. Numerous scars. About five fairly recent wounds. All of them are sealed though. I kiss each scar. I kiss each sealed wound. I can feel her shake as i kiss them, but it isn't pain.

It's ecstasy. When i finish with her wounds, i walk around behind her and unclip her bra, knowing that the reach around with one hand and snap your fingers thing does not work on girls like yuri.

Returning to her front, i slide her panties down, revealing a bare mound that would undoubtedly have me sweating right now if i wasn't so tired. I lay them with her other effects on my dresser. I remover her bra and let those big round breasts rest after a long and eventful day. They did not fall. At all. When i removed her bra. They just sat there. Proudly.

I remove her purple barrette. I have to stand back for a moment and take it in. This is yuri. In all her bare, natural glory. I am not disappointed at all. She is perfect in my eyes. The hair really sets it off for me though.

I love one silky hair like hers. "Yuri. You are the most gorgeous thing i have ever seen." she blushes at me. "I think i am ready for bed, now." i smile and watch her as she crawls into bed.

I get into bed next to her and after a short while she puts herself in my arms. "Please hold me. It makes me feel safe and loved." i tighten my arms around her a bit and kiss her forehead.

"You don't have to worry about being unloved ever again."