"Did you have fun, Ikuto?" Utau asked as they approached their home.
Ikuto pondered on what to say in reply. When he first stepped in, he was in awe at the amazing details of the restaurant. Then, Utau came along from behind him and pointed out how all the other couples were kissing and that this was a restaurant for young lovers. After that… well, he didn't want to remember and think about how Utau had seized his face in her hands and kissed him right on the lips. Or how he struggled, but couldn't free from her grip until the waiter came and brought their food.
"Yeah..." Ikuto lied, when in truth he didn't appreciate Utau forcefully making out with him, again.
"That's great! I've already made reservations there again for next week!" Utau chirped happily, while Ikuto suppressed a groan and twisted the doorknob open. Utau stepped inside first and handed a piece of paper lying down on a nearby table to Ikuto.
"I'm going to bed, just hand this to Amu, okay? It's her list of chores for tomorrow she should be in the guest room. Oh, and if she's sleeping just lay it down on the kitchen table," Utau instructed and then left Ikuto standing alone in the doorway.
"Vacuum, make breakfast, buy groceries*, wash dishes, clean the bathroom, make lunch, wash dishes…" Ikuto read off the sheet and with a sigh went to go find Amu.
As Ikuto approached Amu's room, he heard a soft moan.
Ikuto hurriedly opened the door the moment another moan was emitted from the room. He hoped that she wasn't having a nightmare, or hurt, or…. Naked?
Ikuto stared at the pile of clothes at his feet. They appeared to be the maid outfit she had worn today. Another moan, caused Ikuto to look up and see Amu, sprawled on her bed, and pushing a dildo into herself. Ikuto watched Amu silently. She had such beautiful light pink skin and her figure was excellent. With each push, Amu's breasts jiggled and bobbed up and down. Finally Amu gave one last push and a loud moan as a sticky white substance poured out of her. As Amu's harsh breathing started to become normal again, Ikuto approached her with the letter.
"Here's your list of chores," he smirked, causing Amu to jump.
"Ikuto-sama! You per-," Amu bit her lip to stop herself from crying out 'pervert.'
"You look beautiful Amu," Ikuto teased, while Amu ran across the room to fetch her clothes. "Do you masturbate often?"
"That's only for me to know," Amu growled, stepping into her uniform.
"Oh really?" Ikuto asked. "I was under the impression that I was your master and I asked you a question. Do you masturbate often?"
"About once a night, Ikuto-sama," Amu replied, biting her lip in anger.
"Hmm… I enjoyed seeing you here today, Amu. How about we add two more chores to that list?"
Amu could only watch wordlessly as Ikuto wrote down masturbate for me and don't tell Utau onto the list.