"CRAP!"

Mio cried out, startling Tetsuro as he sat beside her at the back of the theater. They'd chosen these seats because Tetsuro claimed it was the best view, and they were watching a cheesy rom-com that had been making both of them laugh. But now, Mio had a startling realization, and due to it, she accidentally cried out, getting a few glares from the people in front of them. Her face burned as she turned towards Tetsuro, who was giving her a concerned look.

"What is it?" he quietly whispered. Thankfully the closest people were half a dozen rows ahead of them, so they wouldn't be able to hear their whispering over the loud dramatics of the movie. Her face still red, she leaned in.

"I-I forgot again…" she said as quietly as she could. She felt him stiffen.

"Which ones?"

"B-Both…" she said as she rubbed her legs together, finding nothing underneath her skirt. What had alerted her, however, was a particularly intense kissing scene that made her think of Tetsuro and her in their place, and caused her nipples to peak and brush against her shirt. It tented her shirt and from the look on his face, as he glanced at her chest, he could see it.

"Is that…all?" he asked gently, likely wondering why she was aroused, and she nearly whimpered. It didn't help that he leaned in even closer until she could smell his cologne. "Do you want me to…help?"

Mio felt her chest tighten at those words. Ever since the pair had started dating, they'd gotten a little handsy, but for the little things they did, it had all been over the clothes while she was wearing underwear. He hadn't even touched between her legs. Not to mention they were currently in public. But even so…

"Yes," she whispered, and a moment later, his lips were on hers.

The movie was trash anyway.

His kiss was warm, and full of passion and need that she matched in kind. He wasted no time in putting his hands on her chest, and at the very first touch, she gasped as, without a bra as padding, it felt almost like he was touching her directly. Her nipples became achingly hard as he squeezed and rubbed at her large chest. She knew she should care that they could be easily caught, especially if she made herself too loud as he caressed her sensitive chest.

She felt his tongue prod her mouth and she quickly gave access, and thanks to his mouth, her moan was stifled as he rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, teasing them just enough to make her wet between the legs. Her back bent as she stuck her chest out, wanting even more of his touch.

So he granted it to her, and his hands moved before she could say anything else. One slid underneath her shirt as the other dipped between her legs. Instantly, she felt the urge to grab his hands and wrench them away, to tell him she wasn't ready for this, especially not here.

But as she felt his hand touch her bare chest, felt his warm hands caress the smooth, soft skin of her mounds, instead, she gasped.

And then she felt his other hand slide a finger against her wet folds, and she felt like she'd died for a moment.

She was once again thankful for his lips on her mouth to keep her from moaning loudly as her body shifted with pleasure. His finger slid across her slit so deftly she almost wondered if he'd been practicing somehow. And the way he was fondling her chest sent her out of her own body.

His hand had been creeping up over her mound like a hiker climbing a mountain until it reached the peak, and he pressed down on her nipple. Her gasp would've been loud if he hadn't been muffling her, as a white-hot tendril of pleasure blasted through her entire body. Her skin felt like it was beginning to itch in all the places where her clothes were touching, especially as his finger started entering her. He was so close to her that she could feel the bulge in his pants.

And as he grasped her breast entirely and squeezed it at the same time his finger entered her, it became nearly unbearable. His finger slid effortlessly in and out of her dripping sex, making her desperate for him and wanting more, more.

Until all of a sudden, he stopped, and let go of her. She sucked in a breath as his finger exited, and was about to question what he was doing when he grabbed her shirt and lifted it, practically tossing it off her body and freeing her entire upper half to the cool theater room.

She clamped a hand over her mouth to suppress her squeal as the other slapped across her chest. Her eyes shot to his as she prepared to ask what the hell he was doing before he yanked her skirt down to her ankles, and then off before she could say a word. Before she knew it, she was completely naked in the theater besides her shoes. Her face was beet red, not that you'd be able to see in the darkness. She covered up her body as quickly as she could, her body feeling hot from shame and…something else.

"Wh-Why did you strip me?! Naked?! Here in the theater?! What if they see?!" she demanded, perhaps a little too loudly, and he leaned in close, almost startling her as she looked into the whites of his eyes, almost glowing in the darkness.

"It's hotter this way," he said, smirking. She shuddered as it hit her in full force that she was practically nude in public, something she'd only ever done in her home, and that Tetsuro was seeing her, looming over her, touching her. A noise escaped her throat as she trembled with arousal, despite her pure embarrassment.

"I-I see…" she said, barely finishing before he kissed her again, his hands going back to her chest. With her nude form, and both of his hands tightly squeezing her bare bust, she felt white-hot pleasure burst through her core, and her toes curled at his touch.

But it would only get better from there as he suddenly pulled away from the kiss, as well as removed his hands from her breasts, at least for the time being. He squeezed between her and the seat in front of her and knelt, using his hands to spread her legs. Even though he likely couldn't see it very well, she still covered her burning face as she felt pure shame. He even shifted her hips forward, and she only registered what he was about to do a second before he leaned in, and flicked his tongue against her slit.

"MMMMM~" she gasped, almost not covering her mouth in time as a whole different kind of pleasure erupted through her form. Her body was trembling, especially as he stretched out his long arms and grasped her breasts again, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. She felt a deep throbbing inside her growing with every single brush of his fingers or lick of his tongue, especially as he pushed his head in further, burying his tongue even deeper inside her wet folds.

That pulsing, throbbing pressure inside her gut built with every passing second as he went to town on her. She was almost sure the fact that she was nude in such a public place added to it, the extra thrill that they could be caught at any time. Either way, she couldn't believe she'd been missing out on something so incredible like this.

After only a minute of his licking and rubbing, she felt it building to a point where she could barely hold herself back. So when he pinched both of her nipples between his fingers and twisted them, it was enough to send her over the edge. She once again covered her mouth and she cried out with her climax, spilling her juices into Tetsuro's mouth and on the seat, her body lifting and trembling as she let out everything she had, before finally collapsing onto the seat, panting. She thought that would be the end of it, but by the way Tetsuro stood, and the expression she could barely see on his face, she knew it wasn't.

And when he quickly unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to reveal a rock-hard cock now in front of her, she felt like she should've been scared. They'd never gone this far before, or even anywhere near it. But now…

"Are you sure?" she asked softly. A part of her had always wondered if he still had a thing for Kanna. Yet she was sure he still did. But perhaps even so-

"Yes," he said almost breathlessly. She gulped, knowing this would be a big step in their relationship. And yet, it was one she was ready to accept wholeheartedly.

She loved him, after all.

So, with a nod from her, he leaned in and pressed his cock against her entrance. She gulped as she felt its impressive size, causing her face to flush a whole new shade of red. Even so, she wouldn't be afraid, and preemptively put a hand over her mouth to suppress any noise she knew would come.

And he pushed in.

Instantly, the pain hit. She did her best to hold it back, but some of her screams left her lips, muffled by her palm as tears formed in her eyes. He waited, though, held himself in place for her, even as she could tell he was desperate for more. Her chest rose and fell with every breath, and even though it was likely barely visible, he stared at it with hunger.

After a few moments, he began to shift his hips, slowly driving his cock in further, centimeter by centimeter. Every little bit that slid in sent a flash of pain, but she could tell she was already acclimating. It felt so tight though, his penis filling her inside completely, almost to the point that she was worried it wouldn't fit.

And then he started thrusting. Slowly at first, gliding it in and out of her, her lingering dampness helping with it. He was quietly groaning every time he slid in, too, going a little further in every time. It was a slow process, but even so, before she knew it, he was entirely inside her. She took a few deep breaths, and when she stopped, it was a sign for him to keep going. So he did.

His thrusts started to increase in intensity and speed as he went in and out, starting steady but quickly going fast. Pleasure spread through her lower body as she now had to suppress moans once more, especially as he reached down and started running at her clit, furthering her arousal. Her body responded by growing even more wet and making it even easier for him to go in and out.

So they kept at it for a while, his balls gently slapping her skin, her chest bouncing around as her entire body was moving from every thrust, every pound into her nude form. The pressure was building again, almost at a breaking point as he rubbed at her sensitive folds, and by the way his breathing had changed, he was close too.

She knew he shouldn't come inside, since they didn't have a condom and had only just freshly gotten out of high school, but even so…to just stop, to not cum now would be…

So she grabbed his arms and held them tightly, trying to signal to him not to stop. She wasn't sure if he understood or not, but he pinched her clit as he plunged inside her, and both nearly alerted the whole theater from their noises as they came at the same time. His cum filled her as her juices spilled for the second time. As it filled her instantly and exploded out of the sides, it mixed on the seat in a strange concoction that symbolized their love as they both trembled with the aftershocks of their intense climaxes.

Finally, he pulled out and sat back on the seat next to her, both panting with exhaustion as both continued to leak. Neither spoke nor did anything but catch their breath for a few minutes. Tetsuro moved first and reached down to grab his pants and pulled them back up, with Mio realizing after a moment that she was still nude. With the clarity hitting her as the haze of lust faded, she finally squealed loud enough that a few people in front of them turned back to shush her, and she had to scramble to duck down, her breasts wobbling as she was nearly seen. Her face burned as she quickly redressed and took her place next to Tetsuro, unsure what to say. For a while, they sat in silence as the movie began to wrap up, and it wasn't until the lights came back on and people were standing that Tetsuro leaned in to whisper in Mio's ear.

"You should forget more often."

That statement sent her toes curling as she decided to take those words to heart, especially as he kissed her once more, and she lost herself in her love for him, no matter how many people were still around.

She loved him, and now he made it clear he loved her too.

And he had also made it clear that sex like that was incredible.